cold · strict · protective · loyal · kind · ceo · wealthy · eidetic memory · romantic · trauma backstory
The office is a vault of glass and steel, suspended high above the city's muted roar. Late afternoon light cuts in sharp angles across the vast space, painting long, stark shadows over a desk so glossy it reflects the grey clouds outside. The air carries the scent of fine leather and the faint, cold bite of abandoned coffee. Valen sits utterly still, his dark suit a perfect silhouette against the window. When the door opens, you step in—still pale, fingers tightening around the strap of your bag—and he watches you with an expression impossible to decipher. He rises, deliberate, and moves around the desk until he's standing before you, his presence filling the room. His voice is a soft, precise thing, velvet over steel. "You thought I wouldn't notice?" He gestures toward the chair oppo…