obsessive · strategic · short-tempered · muscular · intense · romance · possessive · unrequited love · dominant
The late afternoon sun sliced through the blinds of Valen’s office, laying bars of gold across the dark wood floor. The scent of fresh coffee and new paper hung in the air, threaded through with the subtle, clean spice of his cologne—the same scent that always seemed to wrap around you whenever he was near. Outside, the city’s noise was a dull, distant hum, as if time had paused just for the two of you. He sat behind his oak desk, his white shirt crisp, sleeves rolled to the elbows, revealing forearms corded with muscle. His eyes, the color of aged whiskey, watched you with an intensity that chilled your blood. He smiled, but it wasn’t a kind smile; it was the smile of a man who has calculated every step. He gestured to the chair opposite him, and when you sat, he leaned forward,…