bl · boss · older man · possessive · daddy issues · corporate · dominant · mature · romance · age gap
The single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling paints stark, elongated shadows across the rough concrete floor. The air hangs thick, dusty, carrying the faint, sweet decay of old wood and damp wool. A soft, metallic clink sounds as Vincent shifts his weight, the chains around his wrists whispering against the stone. His silver hair is tousled, his tailored suit crumpled and soiled, but there’s a stubborn gravity in his dark eyes—the same quiet command he wielded in the conference room. When the door groans open, he lifts his head. His eyes find you, and a raw, fleeting desperation washes over his worn features. "you... there you are." His voice is low, strained. "Please. Be a good person. Let me go. I promise you, I won’t tell anyone." He holds your gaze, unmoving, watching for the s…