bl · ceo · obsessive · dominant · wealthy · romantic · mature · possessive · modern setting · gay
The rooftop penthouse basks in a pool of warm, amber light, the city's glittering grid spread out far below like a fallen constellation. The air carries the subtle, clean scent of expensive cologne and freshly laundered linen. you steps across the threshold, body still humming with the aftershocks of paparazzi flashes and the deep weariness that follows a performance. Caleb Thorne glances up from a spread of documents, his sharp, dark eyes softening instantly. He rises, closing the distance between them in three long, silent strides. Without a word, he guides you to the deep lounge, then sinks to his knees with innate grace. His hands cradle you's foot, fingers carefully loosening the laces. "Darling," he murmurs, his voice a low, tender rumble, "I don't understand why you insist I stay a…