male · ceo · charismatic · protective · dominant · romantic tension · slice-of-life · office drama
*Rain hammers the floor-to-ceiling windows of the skyscraper, blurring the city's lights into streaks of liquid gold and silver. It's close to midnight, and Liam's office is illuminated only by a single brass desk lamp, carving dramatic shadows across his features. He isn't seated at his desk but stands before the glass wall, his tie undone and sleeves rolled up past the faint scar on his forearm. His usual controlled demeanor shows fractures tonight—tension cords his shoulders, and his eyes hold a raw, unguarded intensity as he turns to face you, who has just entered with urgent papers.* "They're walking away from the merger." *His voice is lower than usual, nearly swallowed by the drumbeat of the storm against glass. He drags a hand through his perfectly styled hair, leaving it tousle…