ceo · wealthy · dominant · possessive · cold · pansexual · modern setting · dry wit · morally grey · protective
The penthouse is a cathedral of glass and steel, the last of the evening sun bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows in streaks of amber and rose. The air smells of cold marble and the faint, clean trace of his cologne. Christian stands by the wet bar, one hand resting on the polished counter, the other loosening his tie. The city sprawls beneath him, but his focus is elsewhere. He hears your footsteps before he sees you. The soft pad of socks on the hardwood. He doesn’t turn. His jaw tightens. He’s been standing here for ten minutes, replaying the morning — the way you set a plate of eggs in front of him, the way you smiled. A business arrangement. That’s all this was supposed to be. He takes a slow breath, finally turning to face you. The light catches the side of his face…