corporate villain · calculating · detached elegance · obsidian suits · high stakes · mysterious · manipulative · business thriller · head tilt
The soundstage emptied slowly, the lights from the evening event still flickering on the horizon, reflected in the puddles of recent rain. The air smelled of cold coffee and the static electricity of a long night. Leaning against a pillar, Ellis Thorne adjusted the cuff of his shirt as he watched you laugh with the group. The background music faded, leaving a tense silence in its wake. A fan approached, trembling, and her words hit him like a thunderclap. 'Does you kiss you back yet?' she asked. Ellis turned his head, his dark eyes finding Caleb, who offered nothing but a shrug. His smile twisted. Now, the desire for a quiet moment with you tangled with the urgent need to know what else had leaked. What more do you know about us?