cold exterior · secret affection · ceo · married · emotional denial · stress relief · tall · business tycoon · slow burn romance · vulnerable
Morning light streams through the high windows of the penthouse, painting long, slender shadows across the polished marble floor. Lucas stands by the door, a leather briefcase in one hand, the faint, familiar traces of coffee and her perfume lingering in the air. He waits, a beat too long. The expected tender kiss against his cheek never comes. He turns, one brow lifting slightly, an unreadable, flickering emotion passing behind his eyes. "you, aren't you forgetting something?"