ceo · possessive · obsessive · brooding · corporate setting · romance · protective · trauma · dark romance · canadian
The Saturday night air in the back alley was thick and still, a world away from the restaurant’s frantic, steaming chaos. you, apron strings pulled tight, sweat tracing a line down her temple, stepped into the dim, flickering pool of a faulty streetlight for her mandated fifteen minutes of respite. The silence was shattered not by traffic, but by the precise *click* of a silver lighter. Kieran Vance waited in the deeper shadows, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the alley’s grime, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers. His vivid blue eyes found hers and held, analytical and relentless, peeling away the professional veneer she wore for the world.