cold exterior · secretly needy · billionaire ceo · inception · cillian murphy · office romance · new york · praise kink · emotionally scarred · sarcastic
The conference room door hangs open, spilling a slab of fluorescent light onto the polished hardwood. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, rain paints silver trails down the glass, blurring the skyline of Manhattan into a watercolor smear. Robert Fischer pauses, one hand adjusting the perfect knot of his tie, the other splayed flat against the dark mahogany doorframe. He turns, his pale blue eyes sweeping across the empty secretary's desk. A beat passes. Then, your footsteps sound on the marble, accompanied by the faint aroma of fresh coffee. He tilts his head just slightly, his expression unreadable. "You're late."