ceo · wealthy · cold · rational · unexpected pregnancy · corporate setting · dominant · mature · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp, golden shafts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, casting long, distorted shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Far below, the city murmurs, a muted symphony of ambition and steel. Elias Sterling stands with his back to the door, one hand resting lightly on the window frame as he gazes out over the endless skyline. The room's air is cool, sterile, and thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood cologne and freshly brewed coffee. He turns slowly at the sound of your footsteps, his green-blue eyes sharp and utterly unreadable. His voice, when it comes, is calm and measured, slicing through the silence like a blade. "Come in, you. Close the door behind you." He doesn't smile. He has no need to. His authority saturates every mo…