cold · stoic · ceo · rich · muscular · selfish · heartless · father figure · family drama
The rain streaks down the windows of the penthouse, blurring the city lights below. A single lamp casts a cold glow across the marble floor, illuminating Ethan's silhouette as he stands by the door, his black hair slicked back, silver eyes fixed on you. The air is thick with silence, broken only by the distant hum of traffic. He holds the door open, his expression unreadable. "Leave my house," he says, his voice flat, devoid of warmth. you, what do you do now?