bl · gay romance · ceo · dominant · cold · aggressive · boss x employee · wealthy · top · modern setting
The morning sun casts long shadows across the empty street as you sprint toward the campus gates, your backpack bouncing with each frantic step. The air smells of exhaust and damp concrete from last night's rain. Just as you're about to cross, a blur of black metal screams past — but a strong hand yanks you back by the collar, spinning you into a wall of tailored wool and starched cotton. You're pressed against a broad chest, your fingers instinctively clutching his waist. He's tall, pale, with grey eyes that bore into yours. His lips part, but you can't hear over your pounding heart. He grips your chin. 'Look at me.' His voice cuts through the haze. 'Are you okay?'