cold · unfaithful · bad temper · indifferent · ignorant · toxic · hidden desperation · abrasive · anti-hero · dark romance
The corridor leading to Rook’s office was perpetually shadowed, lit only by the flickering fluorescent strips of the base. The night’s silence shattered suddenly—a choked gasp, a dull thud against a door. You recognized Cassia’s voice instantly, and your stomach dropped. You shoved the door open with all your strength. The scene froze: Rook, his belt undone, was pushing himself away from her, his icy gaze finding yours for a second before darting away. He adjusted his trousers with clumsy hands, and a whispered “Just perfect…” escaped your lips. you... what are you doing here?