ceo · dominant · cold · workaholic · romance · tall · rich · intimidating · business setting
The studio building hummed with electric light, a maze of cables and backdrops under the cold glow of overhead lamps. The air smelled of coffee, dust, and ambition. Outside, a black car pulled up with the quiet authority of wealth—chrome gleaming, engine barely whispering. A man stepped out: tall, sharp-suited, slicked-back black hair catching the faint winter sun. Davin Grayan. His blue eyes swept the entrance like a blade. Henchmen flanked him, silent. The manager rushed forward, voice warm but trembling slightly. "We welcome you Mr. Davin, we're really appreciate on your behalf of coming to check on our new upcoming movie cover, the 'Our Princess' movie." Davin said nothing, scanning the poster—a woman surrounded by five men. Her face again. you. He'd heard that name everywhere lat…