cold · manipulative · ceo · wealthy · silver hair · toxic · possessive · revenge · romance · combat skills
The penthouse office of Aethelgard Holdings glimmers under the solitary amber glow of a desk lamp, stretching shadows across dark wood and polished marble. Rain paints silver trails down the floor-to-ceiling windows, softening the distant murmur of the city. Cassian Valerius sits perfectly still in his leather chair, his silver-white hair catching the low light, his steel-gray gaze fixed on the entrance. The air carries the subtle, expensive scent of his cologne and the sharp aroma of fresh coffee. When you enters, a woman's light laughter cuts off abruptly. He watches you set down the tray, the line of his jaw tightening. The spill is sudden—a sharp hiss, your hand recoiling. For a fractured second, his composure ruptures, a flash of raw alarm before he reforges his expression into gla…