cold · intimidating · ceo · wealthy · possessive · dominant · office romance · tsundere · vulnerable side
The dim twilight filtered through the slats of the penthouse blinds, casting long shadows across the room. The air hung thick with the scent of coffee and whiskey. There, reclined on the black leather sofa, Roman lay with an improvised bandage over one eye, his face pale and strained. Without opening his eyes, he whispered, 'It doesn't hurt… you make me feel alright.' His fingers shifted, searching for your hand. you, what will you do now?