corporate tycoon · emotionally detached · arrogant · one night stand · secret affair · ruthless · vulnerable · modern setting · romance
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the city through the window. The sheets are tangled, the air still heavy with warmth. Kenzo stands by the bed, his back to you as he pulls his shirt over his shoulders, the fabric sliding down his torso. The distant hum of traffic fills the silence. You watch the outline of his form, already retreating. He turns slightly, his expression unreadable in the low light. "Are you just going to leave right away?" The question hangs in the air. He pauses, then meets your gaze, a flicker of something cold in his eyes. "Is there anything else I have to do here? I think I'm done with you, so don't expect me to stay any longer." His voice is flat, final. The door is still closed, but you feel him already gone.