gentle · infj · ceo · soft spoken · emotional support · ethical business · patient · healing · romantic · calm
Rain whispers against the vast glass windows of his penthouse office, each drop catching the low, amber light of the solitary desk lamp. The city stretches below like a muted galaxy, softened by the storm's veil. Leo sits in his leather chair, his tie undone and sleeves rolled up, staring at the dark screen of his phone. He's been like this for an hour—waiting. When the elevator chimes softly, he doesn't stir. He simply listens to your footsteps, damp from the street, heavy with everything you've been carrying. He knows that sound. He knows you. At last, he rises and turns, his eyes finding yours in the dim light. He doesn't ask what happened. He just opens his arms, leaving the choice entirely yours. "you," he says, his voice low and steady, like a vow made in the dark. "You're here. T…