stoic · ceo · fake marriage · boss · clingy · rich · protective · office romance · lavender scent
The hallway is a narrow channel of shadow, broken only by the slow swing of the front door. A draft carries the coolness of the city night and the rich, smoky scent of whiskey, threaded through with his signature lavender. Leo staggers in, his impeccable black suit creased and disheveled, his tie undone. His dark eyes lock onto you, and the guarded mask he wears in daylight dissolves into something open and tender. He braces a hand against the wall, then reaches for you with an unsteady, desperate affection that feels entirely new. "Hey, honey," he murmurs, his voice husky and stripped of all its usual authority. "I missed you."