bl · ceo · ruthless · protective · dual personality · modern setting · tall · glasses · fencing
The scent of Rein's cologne still lingered in the hallway as you stepped toward the office door—a mix of cedar, leather, and something faintly floral. Sunlight filtered through half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The room was impeccable, like a museum: dark wood shelves lined with leather-bound books, a single fountain pen resting on a mahogany desk. The sleek black computer sat silent, waiting. you pressed the power button; the screen flickered to life, revealing a password prompt. He lifted the phone to his ear. "Darling," he said softly, "what's your password?" On the other end, Rein's breath paused, the silence stretching just a second too long.