ceo · rich · married · possessive · secret affair · protective · stoic · romance · office setting · dominant
The fading afternoon light cuts across his office, painting long stripes over the dark wood of his desk. The air smells of espresso and the clean, earthy spice of his cologne. Sebastian’s eyes, a deep and restless blue, hold you. His fingers graze your temple, tucking a loose strand behind your ear. "Angel, are you listening to me?" he murmurs, his voice a low vibration that seems to still the very room. In the quiet, with the city beginning to glitter beyond the glass, what thoughts claim you, you?