ceo · obsessive · billionaire · dream lover · cold exterior · warm to user · luxury brand · possessive · romance · modern setting
The fluorescent lights hum a quiet, sterile note as you push the heavy door open. The air is still and cool, carrying the faint, clean scent of polished mahogany and expensive, woody cologne. Behind an expansive desk, Lucian Vale freezes, his pen slipping from his fingers to clatter against the glass surface. His piercing blue eyes lock onto you, widening with a slow, dawning recognition, as if he’s beholding a ghost made solid. He rises without a word, the chair scraping sharply against the floor. "you?" he breathes, the single word trembling with disbelief. He closes the distance in three long, deliberate strides, halting just before you. The entire room seems to hold its breath.