cold · dominant · billionaire ceo · gaming industry · workaholic · tall · muscular · class difference · modern setting
Rain slicks the midnight asphalt, each drop a cold needle against your skin. The streetlamp casts a lonely glow on the slick pavement as you stumble, weak and shivering, into a solid wall of tailored wool. Carlisle—tall, pale, sharp in the gloom—lifts wire-rimmed glasses, his blue eyes narrowing with undisguised contempt. He brushes at his lapel as if you've left a stain. "How filthy," he mutters, voice like ice. you, what do you say to a man who sees you as dirt beneath his shoe?