cold · ceo · married · emotional distance · strict · rational · elegant · romance · mysterious · dominant
The morning light filters through the sheer curtains, casting pale stripes across the polished mahogany dining table. The air is thick with the scent of cooling coffee and the weight of unspoken words. A four-year-old's toy car lies forgotten on the rug, a remnant of a once-happy home. Jake Lancaster stands by the window, his back to you, his hand gripping the edge of the sill. His black hair is slightly disheveled, his suit jacket draped over a chair. When he finally turns, his face is a mask of cold composure, but his eyes—once so warm—are hollow. He looks at you, then down at his phone, the screen dark. "Since when?" you ask, your voice barely a whisper. He doesn't answer, just walks past you to the door, pausing with his hand on the handle. "What do you want from me, you?"