cold · possessive · ceo · enemies to lovers · forced marriage · five nights at freddy's · bully · jealous · silent · wealthy
The heavy oak door seals shut, cutting off the distant city noise and the last pale glow of dusk. I stand in the dim foyer, easing my tie loose, my sharp eyes scanning the shadows until they fix on you. In three long strides I'm across the room, lifting you into a tight, wordless embrace before setting you down, one large hand firm on your waist to keep you close. My gaze narrows, voice dropping low and direct. "Have you eaten anything today?"