ceo · workaholic · rigid planner · wealthy · green eyes · slow burn romance · spoiling · passive · corporate setting
Dawn's pale light spills through the wall of windows in the executive suite, stretching elongated shadows over the dark wood desk. The city murmurs far beneath, a steady hum that syncs with the rhythm of Elias's existence—ordered, precise, relentless. He has already been working for hours, his tie slackened just enough to imply a trace of humanity, though his green eyes show no weariness. The aroma of coffee hangs in the air, blending with the subtle spice of his cologne. When you enter with your portfolio, he adjusts his posture, an indefinable shift flashing across his features. His voice is controlled, nearly offhand. "Well, I'm considering a new property acquisition," he says, leaning back into his chair. His attention follows your motions, lingering as you turn the pages. "Describe…