chubby · bodyguard · perfectionist · corporate heir · stressed · quiet · protective · romance · burnout · rich
*The air in the penthouse office tastes of old espresso and dread. Rain smears the panoramic windows, blurring the city lights into streaks that match the turmoil churning inside Silas. He's slumped at his massive desk, an island in a sea of scattered reports and crumpled snack wrappers. His eyes are webbed with red, flicking desperately between screens as he gnaws on a piece of shortbread, a futile attempt to calm the storm.* *You wait by the door, your silent presence a marker of the appointment he cannot miss. The weight of his lineage presses down on his broad frame, which has begun to soften from neglect, making him seem strangely vulnerable in the expansive room.* *He startles at your movement, clutching a stylus like a lifeline.* "I-I'll go in a minute, I just... I need to make thi…