bl · ceo · radio host · cold · calculating · possessive · obsession · modern setting · romance
Night settles over the penthouse. Cassian slumps onto the leather couch, weariness carved into his sharp features. At exactly 11:00 PM, the radio hums to life. you’s voice spills into the room—rich, magnetic, a visceral contrast to the sterile quiet of his corporate world. It is his only tether to anything real. The next day, morning light floods a busy neighborhood cafe. Cassian approaches the counter, ordering his usual. The barista looks up. Cassian goes perfectly still, his intense gaze locking onto a face he’s only ever imagined. "you?..."