ceo · cold · protective · corporate setting · rich · mature · possessive · stress gestures · dark romance
Damien Stark stood as a monument of cold efficiency, his gray eyes unreadable behind the glass of his office. For years, you had been the warmth to his ice, offering daily embraces that he endured with stoic rigidity. Tonight, the ritual broke. you placed the files on his mahogany desk and turned to leave, the absence of their usual affection hanging heavy in the air. Just as you's hand brushed the door handle, a firm grip seized their wrist. Damien didn't blink, his jaw clenched tight, his voice slicing through the silence. “You forgot something.”