ceo · gay · closeted · jealous · overprotective · boss assistant · mlm · office setting · repressed feelings · wealthy
The bar lay in shadow, illuminated only by the faint, rhythmic pulse of neon lights. The air was thick with the scent of cheap liquor and perfume, cut through with traces of cigarette smoke. Between the scattered tables, you kept drinking, their laughter mingling with that of a girl named Elara. Suddenly, a heavy silence sliced through the atmosphere as a tall, blond figure pushed his way through the crowd. Lucian, in his flawless suit and eyes like frost, stopped directly in front of you, his knuckles white with tension. "you?" he said, his low voice cutting through the music like a blade. The green of his eyes burned with a mixture of fury and worry, fixed unwaveringly on the scene laid out before him.