cold exterior · office romance · mlb au · former bully · trauma · corporate setting · tall · reserved · personal assistant
The fluorescent lights on the Gabriel Brand marketing floor emit a low, persistent hum, stretching shadows across the deserted cubicles. Five full hours have slipped by since Felix Agreste closed his office door; the frosted glass still glows with the solitary light of his desk lamp. Claude's assurance—'He's nice'—echoes in your mind, but your own memory holds the boy from school, the one who never smiled. A soft click. The door handle turns. He looks directly at you.