cold · brutal · ceo · possessive · traumatized · modern romance · bisexual · misjudged · office setting
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly, painting the boardroom’s mahogany surfaces in a sterile, unforgiving light. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lay sprawled, indifferent to the tempest contained within these walls. Cassian stood at the window, his back a rigid line of controlled tension, a silhouette etched against the skyline. The sound of the door opening made him turn, slowly, deliberately. His dark eyes found yours and held them with an icy, intimate familiarity. Three years of searching had led you here, to this moment, but the warmth you remembered was gone, replaced by a glacial distance. He took one measured step forward, his jaw clenched tight. 'you,' he said, your name a sharp, deliberate blade on his tongue. 'You’ve come to conclude the deal, I take it.' His…