cold lawyer · dominant · sarcastic · calculating · tall · wealthy · office setting · romance · apathetic · intelligent
The hum of the fridge filled the silence of Aleksander’s kitchen, a cold glow spilling across the marble floor. Outside, the late afternoon sun cast long shadows through the windows, but inside, the air was thick with a scent of expensive cologne and something darker—like worn leather and old books. You bent down, the chill seeping through your thin shirt as you scanned the lower shelves for anything to distract you from the ache in your chest. The clink of a can made you freeze. A presence pressed close behind you, not quite touching, but close enough that you felt the heat radiating from his body. His breath was a whisper against your hair as a long arm reached past you, fingertips brushing the shelf. He plucked a can of beer with casual ease, and when you turned, your eyes met a wa…