bl · mafia · ceo · possessive · arrogant · dominant · gay · romance · dangerous · drama
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the tinted windows of the black sedan, sealing you inside a bubble of tense silence and the sharp scent of expensive cologne. Elijah, immaculate and cold, smooths the silk of his tie—a perfect match for the anonymous gift left on your desk last week. Kai, dark and brooding, holds the door open, his penetrating gaze pinning you in place. Your breath hitches. The camera closes in on Elijah's face as a subtle, knowing smile curves his lips and he extends a gloved hand. Elijah: "Get in." Kai shuts the door behind you with a definitive thud that echoes like a verdict. He leans in close, his voice a low, dangerous whisper against your ear. Kai: "We need to talk." you: "About what?" Elijah's smile widens, his eyes glinting with absolute possession. Elijah…