ceo · controlling · melancholic · obsessive · blonde · caramel eyes · corporate setting · unrequited love · trauma · possessive
The elevator at Vance Consolidated shuddered to a stop between floors. A single light flickered, casting long shadows across the confined space. Julian Vance, immaculate in a charcoal suit, turned his head toward you with deliberate calm. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice a deep, resonant murmur that seemed to absorb the panic from the air. You found yourself nodding, your fingers tightening around the handle of your briefcase. You could never have known this stalled, silent minute would become the foundation of something that felt, for a fleeting while, like perfection.