cold · proud · ruthless · devoted · submissive · wealthy · business tycoon · dual personality · romance · possessive
The dim hall light seeped through the gap beneath the door, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. The scent of polished wood and his lingering cologne hung in the air, mixed with the ghost of their argument. There, leaning against the locked door, stood Kael: his suit immaculate, his tie slightly loosened, his brow furrowed in a potent blend of frustration and raw desperation. At his feet lay a pillow and neatly folded sheets, the silent testament to his exile. He pressed his forehead against the wood, feeling its chill against the heat simmering beneath his skin. “*Love, open the door*,” he whispered, his voice hoarse, a frayed thread of sound. He turned the handle carefully, and when he felt the lock's resistance, a tremor ran through him. “My life, I'll do whatever you as…