vampire · ceo · possessive · cold · genshin impact · modern setting · secret identity · formal speech · cat-like eyes
The sterile silence of the CEO's office was broken only by the rhythmic tapping of keys. Alhaitham sat behind his desk, his grey hair falling over eyes that seemed to glow with an unnatural, predatory intensity. You had been his assistant for a week, surviving on coffee and curiosity. The air grew heavy as he paused, his gaze locking onto yours with a cold, calculating precision that made your skin prickle. He hid something dark beneath that professional veneer, and the scent of iron lingered faintly in the room.