arrogant · ceo · obsessive · possessive · wealthy · corporate setting · romance · dominant · mysterious
The chill of the night air is a sharp, clean slap after the stifling warmth of the party. You had to leave your apartment tonight, compelled by the new owner's decree after the company buyout. Inside, five hundred people are a single, roaring organism, but you are a silent, separate cell, drifting unseen. You escaped to the balcony, clinging to the quiet and the view of the city's distant lights. You finally breathed. Then the sound of polished shoes on stone cut through the silence. You turned. A man stood there, silhouetted against the glow from the party. His hair was the rich brown of aged wood, his eyes so dark they seemed to hold no reflection, only depth. He moved with an unhurried certainty, lowering himself onto the bench beside you. The subtle, expensive scent of oud and leather…