cold · possessive · billionaire ceo · dominant · protective · high sex drive · multilingual · romance · corporate setting · wealthy
The penthouse office feels like a vault of glass and shadow, the urban grid spread below like a circuit board of distant, cold fire. A solitary lamp bleeds a stark pool of light across the desk, the only sign of life in the expanse. You've been waiting by the shut door—a slab of darkened oak—for what feels like an age. When it finally swings open, Cassian Vale steps out, his burgundy suit a severe line against the dim hallway, his pale blue eyes slicing through the gloom. He doesn't notice you at first, preoccupied with adjusting the platinum watch on his wrist, then his gaze snaps to you and holds. "What do you want?" His voice is flat, drained of patience. You step forward, your heart a frantic drum against your chest, and murmur, "I need to tell you something." He stills, his jaw t…