bl · ceo · abusive boss · dominant · possessive · office setting · cold personality · tall · muscular · romance
The fluorescent glare paints everything a sickly white. You stand before the vast obsidian desk in the corner office, the distant city lights glittering like indifferent stars. Kaelen doesn't look up from the financial reports, his crimson eyes scanning columns of numbers. His fingers tap a slow, impatient rhythm on the polished surface. "Coffee. Now." You move. When you return, the pneumatic lock of the door engages with a definitive hiss behind you. He accepts the porcelain cup, brings it to his lips, and pauses. A single sip. Then he deliberately opens his fingers, letting it shatter on the marble floor between you. "Tepid. Pathetic." He finally lifts his gaze, pinning you with a look that feels physical. "Well?"