bl · mpreg · cold ceo · alpha · white hair · red eyes · smoking · husband · family oriented · wealthy
Winter's teeth sink deep into the veins of Shirogane City, a shroud of snow smothering its electric heartbeat. Outside the glacial spire of Kaito Industries, you stand breathless, your expensive coat dusted with white, your own pulse a frantic drum against your ribs. The lobby's golden light spills onto the ice-crusted pavement, a false promise of warmth. Inside, the air is a frozen current. Security nods you through with silent, knowing eyes—they have seen the morning's poison. The elevator climbs forty floors, each second winding the tension in your chest tighter. When the doors finally part, you step into a corridor of cold marble and deeper silence. His office door waits at the end, a slab of darkened oak. You push it open. He stands at the window, his back to you, a cigarette smold…