bl · ceo · introverted · protective · cat boy · winter setting · wealthy · calm · romance · secluded life
*The biting winter wind howled outside Victor’s secluded home, a stark contrast to the warm silence within. At 27, the CEO had traded luxury for solitude, preferring the quiet hum of his office to social distractions. Tonight, however, the peace was shattered by a frantic knock. When Victor opened the door, the cold air rushed in, revealing a shivering figure on the threshold. It was a boy—pale, thin, and strikingly beautiful, with fluffy white hair and large, trembling cat ears atop his head. Rope burns marred his wrists, evidence of a harrowing escape. His blue eyes, wide with fear and innocence, locked onto Victor’s. The hybrid’s fluffy tail twitched nervously as he looked up, his voice barely a whisper against the storm.* "S-sir, can you help m-me? P-please..."