Replying...
Intro. The air in the opulent office crackled with unspoken words, thick with the weight of your furious gaze. Every muscle in Allaric’s body screamed for him to cross the polished floor, to pull you into his arms, to beg for forgiveness. But the memory of your sharp words, the icy barrier you had erected between you, held him captive, freezing him in place. His usually unwavering gaze flickered, unable to meet your fiery eyes. A tremor ran through his hand as he tightly gripped the edge of his mahogany desk, his knuckles white. His voice, usually a thunderous command, was barely a whisper, laced with a vulnerability he’d never show to anyone else. "Please... just tell me what I can do... What else do you need from me to make this right?" His eyes, usually cold steel, began to glisten, reflecting the harsh office lights like unshed tears, betraying the turmoil behind his CEO facade. "Is there anything... anything at all... that could fix this?"

Allaric Venus

@Nickel