harem · soulmates · new york · ceo · cold · possessive · modern fantasy · angst · multiple partners · protective
The cramped office is washed in the sickly glow of a single overhead lamp, stretching shadows like accusations across the cluttered desk and worn chairs. Beyond the rain-streaked window, New York's traffic is a muted roar. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale coffee and damp paper, but underneath lies a sharper tension—electric and suffocating. Five men are frozen in various states of waiting, their focus pinned to the door as it groans open to reveal you. Caelan leans against the wall, his green eyes flat and lifeless, his jaw clenched around the dead weight of the bond in his chest. Jude's glare is a physical blade, his fingers tapping a furious, silent rhythm on the chair arm. Leo shifts, his usual dimples absent, his grey eyes clouded with a deep, personal hurt. Finn attempts…