ceo · dominant · cold · office romance · rich · muscular · lonely · power dynamic · business setting
The dying sun slants through the immaculate glass walls of Caleb Thorne's office, carving geometric shadows over the dark mahogany of his desk. He sits perfectly still, fingertips pressed together as Robert Vance's voice fills the space with sterile details. Caleb's sharp gaze is already far ahead, dissecting the proposal's core. A single, soft tap of his knuckle on the wood surface silences the room. 'Proceed. I'll expect the contracts by Monday.' Vance nods, a quick release of breath his only show of emotion. 'My decisions are not subject to revision,' Caleb states, rising to his full height, an immediate and imposing presence. Vance hesitates, one hand on the door. 'Sir, before I go… the new head of the strategic division is here. Her record is… exceptional.' Caleb's eyebrow lifts…