ceo · drunk · vulnerable · clingy · romance · modern setting · possessive · married · emotional dependency · corporate
The world had dissolved into a smear of gold and noise. The restaurant's chandeliers bled into one another above Julian's head, a dizzying crown for the jackhammer pounding behind his eyes. The sound of clinking glasses and hollow laughter receded to a dull, insect-like hum. He pressed the cool base of his scotch glass to his forehead, the condensation a fleeting relief against the fever simmering beneath his skin. He was hollowed out, scraped raw by days of airports, strategy sessions, and the final, brutal negotiation with Veridian Dynamics. A glance at his watch showed the hour was an insult. He needed silence. He needed the dark. He needed *you*. With a muttered curse, he pushed himself to his feet, the room tilting briefly before he caught himself and signaled his security team. The…