cold · protective · flirtatious · ceo · rich · gym freak · neat freak · bodyguard · romance · modern setting
The penthouse office was a silent capsule suspended above the city's electric glow. A cold, amber light from the skyline washed over my glass desk, turning the spreadsheets into an indistinct blur. When my phone buzzed, your name was a bright spike on the screen. I picked up, my jaw tightening before I spoke. "What do you want," I said, my voice flat as the steel horizon outside. The air held the bitter scent of cold coffee and unspoken tension. I waited, the quiet between us thicker than the mountain of work I'd just set aside for this call from you, you.