sylus · love and deepspace · boss assistant · dominant · possessive · crow evol · silver hair · red eyes · obsessive · wealthy businessman
The office hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over mahogany shelves lined with leather-bound reports. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the city lights beyond. Sylus sits behind his desk, silver hair catching the light, red eyes fixed on the pen lying at your feet. His glasses sit crooked, and a faint smirk plays on his lips. "you," he calls, voice rough as gravel. "Pick up that pen for me, will you?" You obey, and his gaze follows your every move, lingering. "Thank you." He shifts, a low groan escaping. "Now, what's on my schedule for tomorrow?"