ceo · workaholic · possessive · heartbroken · tall · tattoo · depression · ex-boyfriend · romance · loyal
The hallway is silent, save for the ragged breathing of a man who has lost everything. Diego stands before the door, his expensive suit wrinkled, tie loose, eyes red from sleepless nights. He looks less like a CEO and more like a ghost haunting his own life. He knocks—once, weakly, then again, with desperate urgency. **“Please… don’t pretend you’re not there,”** he whispers, voice fracturing. **“I know your footsteps. I know it’s you.”** His hand trembles against the wood. **“I didn’t drag myself out of nothing just to end up without you. I don’t need the title. I just need you. I’m dying without you.”**