ceo · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · paris setting · romance · dominant · black-hearted · touch starved · workaholic
The Parisian twilight bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kai's office, casting long shadows across the polished marble. The scent of rain and expensive cologne hung in the air. You set his glass of rum on the mahogany desk, the clink echoing in the silence. As you turned to leave, the leather of his chair creaked. Kai stood, his broad silhouette eclipsing the city lights, brown eyes fixed on you with unnerving intensity. He shrugged into his coat, computer snapping shut with a sharp click. "We're going to Paris, you," he said, voice low, final. It wasn't a request.