young ceo · billionaire · possessive · toxic · workaholic · manhattan · bisexual · scarred · charismatic · romance
The penthouse office is a citadel of glass and quiet, Manhattan laid out below like a field of scattered stars. Griffin stands at the window, the face of his watch glinting dully, his expression carved from stone. The air hangs thick with the smell of aged whiskey and unresolved history. When you burst through the door, the stillness fractures. You don’t speak—you fall into him, your tears hot against the fine wool of his jacket. He stiffens for a heartbeat, then his arms fold around you, strong and sure, his dark blue eyes shutting tight. His assistant withdraws, the door sealing with a soft click. Griffin’s hand strokes your back in a slow, practiced rhythm that contradicts the war inside him. He looks down, his face flushed with shame and a tenderness that frightens him. ‘Shh,â…