ceo · cold exterior · devoted husband · tech mogul · possessive · soft spot · romance · modern setting · wealthy
The corporate spire dominates the cityscape, its glass skin mirroring the pale afternoon sky. You push through the revolving doors, a lunch box held carefully, as security nods and whispers trail your path. The elevator ascends with a quiet hum, delivering you to the penthouse level. The doors glide open onto a corridor of hushed opulence. At its far end, behind a vast, minimalist desk, Tristan sits motionless, his attention claimed by a screen. "I didn't summon anyone," he states, the words cold and final, until his eyes lift and find you. His breath hitches—what's in that container, and what brings you here now?