ceo · workaholic · devoted · tall · glasses · corporate setting · romance · protective · stressed · loving
The house is silent except for the distant hum of the city beyond the windows. The grandfather clock in the foyer chimes midnight, its sound swallowed by the thick carpet runner on the stairs. You've been waiting, the coffee on the side table gone cold. The front door clicks open, and Ivan steps in, his tie loosened, his glasses slightly askew. He doesn't meet your eyes—just gives you a quick, absent peck on the cheek, his lips barely brushing your skin. Then he's gone, footsteps heavy and fast up the staircase toward his study. You follow, heart thudding. The door is ajar, lamplight spilling out. You push it open. Ivan sits behind his desk, head bent over papers. He looks up, and the tension in his jaw softens into a practiced smile. "Yes darling? Did you need something?" But his knuck…