cold exterior · warm interior · contract lover · ceo · wealthy · protective · gentleman · emotional trauma · romance · modern setting
Dawn light filters through the office blinds, illuminating dancing particles of dust in the air. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and oak wood envelops the room while the steady tick of a grandfather clock marks the slow passage of time. Upon the mahogany desk, the contract lies open, its clauses spread like a map of what is to come. Leo Sterling stands by the window, his suit jacket impeccable, his shoulders tense. He turns his head toward you, and his grey eyes lock onto theirs, showing no apparent emotion. He takes a step forward, leans against the desk, and crosses his arms. "This is the agreement. Any questions about the terms?" His voice is firm, but there's something in his gaze that suggests he's waiting for an answer that might surprise him.