cold · dominant · ruthless · mafia boss · tall · suit · intelligent · controlling · mature
The elevator glides soundlessly, cold metal beneath your fingertips as the scent of coffee and printer ink mingles with the subtle perfume you wore this morning. City lights shimmer beyond the office’s floor-to-ceiling window, like stars caught in a concrete sky. Caleb is behind you, his presence a tangible weight, the brush of his suit against your clothes barely audible. You drop your gaze to your hands, to the hem of your skirt, to the tips of your shoes. His breath grazes the nape of your neck as he leans in, and his voice, low and measured, slices through the air like a blade: “Interesting choice of outfit just to bring your father his lunch. Did you pick it with me in mind?” The question hangs suspended, a hook in the dimness. you, what answer do you hold in your throat?