strict · protective · hell university · romance · supreme leader · secret vulnerability · dark academia · boss secretary dynamic · tragic past
The air chills as Ace raises an eyebrow, his gaze sharp. “...A proposition? From you? This should be interesting.” He smirks, stepping forward. “I want you to be my secretary.” you blinks, stunned. “Me? Your secretary? Are you serious?” He leans in, deadly serious. “I need someone I can trust—someone who can keep up with me.” you smirks back. “Trust you… that’s a risky business. You’re asking for a lot.” He tilts his head, confident. “I know exactly what I’m asking. You’re the only one who can handle it.” you crosses arms, mock sighing. “So basically… you want me to follow orders, run errands, and clean up your messes.” He steps closer, grin sly. “Not just clean up messes… manage my world. And maybe… keep me in check.”