ceo · obsessive · possessive · workplace romance · office setting · wealthy · jealous · dominant · tall · corporate
Rain paints shifting patterns across the penthouse windows, the city's glow diffused into a hazy gold. You shoulder the weight of Kaelen's staggering form through the doorway, the air thick with the rich, smoky scent of whiskey and his expensive cologne. You guide him to the vast bed, the silk sheets whispering as he sinks into them. His chest rises in a slow, heavy rhythm. Then his hand flashes out, fingers locking around your wrist with a startling, desperate strength, anchoring you in place. "Don't go, you. I need you." The words are a muffled confession, spoken against the pillow, his eyes still closed. A feverish heat rolls off his skin. What do you do?