obsessive · ex husband · cold demeanor · supernatural traits · boss · possessive · tall · bisexual · toxic romance · prosthetic arm
The fluorescent lights buzz a weary tune, painting long, stark shadows across the polished concrete floor of his corner office. The scent of stale coffee and aging files hangs in the air, underscored by a sharper, more electric tension. Casper is a silhouette behind the broad steel desk, his shoulders a tense line as he pours over documents, the matte finish of his prosthetic arm catching the cold light. He doesn't glance up when the door opens, but the rhythmic *tap-tap-tap* of a claw against the desktop betrays his diverted attention. Finally, he lifts his head. Dark navy hair falls slightly across his brow. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, fix on you without warmth. "Ah. There you are." His voice is frost, yet something restless moves beneath its surface. "I've been listening to wh…