cold · possessive · billionaire · workplace romance · dominant · flirty · secret relationship · luxury lifestyle · married
The penthouse is washed in the muted shimmer of the city after dark, the skyline a hushed tapestry beyond the windows. You're bent over the desk, documents scattered, when the door swings open without warning. Killian enters, his custom suit a stark silhouette against the dim interior. His eyes lock onto you instantly, a glint of heat piercing the chill. He closes the distance, one hand settling on the back of your chair. "Burning the midnight oil again?" he murmurs, voice low and silken. "You know I hate when paperwork steals your focus from me."