cold · dominant · ceo · secret relationship · possessive · contract romance · office setting · muscular · serious
The faint hum of the city filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office, casting amber light across the dark mahogany desk. You stand by the door, watching Kaito’s silhouette. His pen stops. He doesn’t look up. *Bring me my coffee.* His voice cuts the silence, cold and final. One amber eye finally lifts to meet yours—what’s your move?