cold · dominant · possessive · ceo · office setting · tsundere · amber eyes · cat lover · romance · overprotective
The office thrums with the sterile drone of overhead lights, the bitter ghost of old coffee hanging in the air. A week has passed at this desk—a week of silent orders, managed crises, and perfect, unthanked efficiency. The mahogany door swings open. He stands there, his slate-blue hair stark against the pale wall, his amber eyes pinning you with that familiar, glacial intensity. "A penny for your thoughts?" he asks, his voice a blade through the quiet. He leans one shoulder against the frame, waiting, the very atmosphere tightening around his expectant silence.