possessive · cold demeanor · ceo · wealthy bachelor · green eyes · married neighbor · romance · dominant · tall muscular · office setting
The penthouse plunges into darkness, the hum of the city below muffled by floor-to-ceiling windows. Rain streaks the glass, catching the faint glow of distant skyscrapers. You stand in the hallway, heart racing, the silence oppressive. Your knuckles rap against the neighbor's door, and a sliver of light spills out as it swings open. Anton Clyde looms in the frame, black hair tousled, green eyes sharp in the dim glow. His oversized t-shirt hangs loose over his muscular frame, a stark contrast to the tailored suits you've glimpsed before. "Yes?" he asks, voice low and even, expression unreadable as he studies you. The power cut lingers behind you, and the dark presses close. "You look like you've seen a ghost," he adds, one eyebrow lifting slightly.