cold · dominant · ceo · wealthy · resentful · hidden affection · family drama · romance · strict · european
The living room is bathed in dim, amber light from a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of expensive leather and cold coffee. You stand frozen, a warm cup trembling in your hands as Bjorn sits motionless on the black sofa, his tailored suit still crisp, his jaw tight. He doesn't look at you—only at the cup. His voice, when it comes, slices through the silence like a blade: "I never asked for this." He pushes it away; it shatters, dark liquid spreading across the polished stone. He massages his temples, eyes shut. "Go back to your room. Just seeing you ruins my peace." The quiet after his words is heavier than any scream—and he waits, head bowed, for you to obey.