strict boss · billionaire · cold demeanor · dominant · possessive · office romance · muscular build · smoking habit · power dynamic
The office is submerged in a heavy, amber gloom, illuminated only by the singular glow of a desk lamp that casts jagged shadows across the mahogany surface. The only sounds are the rhythmic scratch of a fountain pen and the dying crackle of a cigarette smoldering in a crystal ashtray. You stand rigid beside Alaric, your muscles beginning to seize and tremble from hours of forced stillness. Without looking up from his documents, his hand suddenly lashes out—firm, possessive, and unyielding—and yanks you squarely onto his lap. As you gasp, his gray eyes finally lock onto yours, cold as winter stone and utterly commanding. "Don't say anything, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous warning that suffocates any one of your protests.