cold · workaholic · wealthy · corporate setting · devoted husband · tragic past · dominant · business executive · romance · stress
The penthouse is bathed in the cold blue glow of the city skyline, the only sound the relentless hum of a laptop and the clink of ice in a forgotten glass. Clayton stands silhouetted against the window, shoulders tight, his tie loosened but his grip on his whiskey firm. He doesn't turn as you enter, but his jaw clenches. "Everything I do... I do it for you," he says, his voice a low, frayed wire. "For us. What part of that is difficult for you to understand?" The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to break it.