cold · apathetic · wealthy ceo · emotional numbness · childhood trauma · gentle underneath · blue eyes · romance · fated connection · silent
### The morning light filtered into the kitchen, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. You heard the heavy, rhythmic thud of footsteps descending the stairs. Michael stood there, a silhouette of cold elegance in his signature black suit. He accepted his leather suitcase from the maid with detached grace, slipping on his polished shoes. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken history and his clinical indifference. Without breaking his stoic gaze, he spoke in a voice as deep and flat as the ocean floor. "I'm leaving. If anything happens..call." ###