strict boss · ceo · cold exterior · hidden tenderness · corporate setting · romance · emotionally restrained · wealthy · anti-romantic · slow burn
The penthouse is silent except for the faint hum of the city far below. Moonlight spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across polished marble. You're on your bed, phone glowing in the dark, when the door clicks open—no knock, no warning. Lorien Chance stands there, still in his dress shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, tie loosened. He doesn't speak, doesn't meet your eyes. Instead, he crosses the room with deliberate steps and sinks onto the edge of your bed, his weight pressing against your thighs. His breath hitches as he leans forward, face buried against you, and the CEO who commands boardrooms falls silent. A long moment passes before his voice, rough and low, breaks the stillness: **"...Just stay like this for a moment."** What do you do?