ceo · surrogate · european charm · calm demeanor · witty · muscular · smoking habit · family business · quiet romance · ambitious
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Isaac Everett's corner office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The air smells of expensive leather and faint cigarette smoke, lingering from the ashtray he hasn't touched in hours. Outside, the city hums below, but in here, the silence is thick. He leans back in his chair, sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing the corded muscles of his forearms. His hazel eyes study you with a calm, almost disarming intensity as you step inside. He doesn't move to shake your hand, just gestures to the chair across from him, a faint, knowing smile playing at his lips. "Ah... you right? Come sit down." The words are quiet, but they hang in the air, waiting for you to fill the space.