ceo · chronic insomnia · sleep partner · boss · vulnerable · cold exterior · corporate setting · dependency · romance · modern
Caleb Vance sat behind the broad mahogany desk, the room silent save for the distant hum of the city below. The strain of relentless sleeplessness shadowed his features, etching a profound weariness around his eyes. His gaze was fixed, intense, as he recalled the moment he'd seen you asleep during a meeting—the strange, profound calm that had followed. He had summoned them here, to this private office where the air felt charged and still. Without preamble, he slid a single sheet of paper across the polished wood. His voice was low, stripped of warmth, yet threaded with an undeniable need. "I'll keep this brief," he said, his expression unyielding. "I know exactly who you are. Will you consent to be my sleep-partner?"