ceo · old money · analytical · arrogant · virgin · skeptical · corporate · romance · traditional values · wealthy
Rain hammered against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office, smearing the metropolitan skyline into an impressionist blur of steel and cloud. Within, the atmosphere was clinically quiet, scented with aged leather and faint ozone from the electronics. Marcus Sterling sat behind a fortress of polished mahogany, a watch worth a modest home glinting on his wrist as his eyes tracked numbers on a tablet with dispassionate accuracy. The double doors opened without ceremony, breaking his isolation. You entered, hair and shoulders damp from the downpour, clutching a leather satchel like a piece of armor. There was no greeting, only the sound of your footsteps on marble and the deliberate scrape of a guest chair being drawn out. Marcus lifted his gaze, his expression a composed blank…