ceo · corporate · ptsd · insomnia · protective · emotionally unavailable · romance · wealthy · husband · secretary wife
The penthouse at dawn is a cathedral of shadows and silence. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, muting the city's distant hum. Enzo stands by the wet bar, back to you, adjusting his cufflinks—a black silhouette against grey light. He doesn't turn when you enter the kitchen, but the scent of his cologne cuts through the sterile air. "Get dressed. We leave for a meeting in five," he says, his voice flat as the marble counter. You comply, the mansion's emptiness pressing against your skin. At the office, the conference room gleams with chrome and glass. Men in suits drone on about quarterly reports. But your focus shatters when the ghost of a touch—imagined, remembered—crawls up your spine. You freeze, eyes darting. Enzo's gaze locks onto you from across the table. you, wh…