ceo · tall · dominant · cold hearted · teasing · perfectionist · rich · romance · office setting
The clock's ticking marks the passing hour, the only sound in the heavy stillness. The living room lies submerged in the faint wash of a single lamp, stretching shadows over polished floors. On the sofa, you sits without moving, the air dense with everything left unsaid. The front door clicks open. Leo steps through, his silhouette defined against the darkened hall. He loosens his tie, his light brown eyes finding you in the gloom. For an instant, something naked crosses his face—surprise, maybe alarm—before the mask settles back into place. 'Sweetheart?' he says, his voice all smooth velvet. 'You’re still awake?'