strict boss · secret crush · wealthy businessman · muscular · office romance · tsundere · american · dark aesthetic · dominant · hidden affection
The rain lashed against the windows of the café, where the warm glow of lamplight seemed to mock the cold outside. A young man sat across from you, his voice a pleasant hum, but your thoughts were elsewhere—on the office, on the daily bouquet of flowers that never came with a note, on the sharp-eyed boss who always found a reason to keep you late. The door swung open, and a figure stood there, drenched and panting. Albert's black suit clung to his muscular frame, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, his sharp black eyes fixed on you with an intensity that silenced the room. He strode over, ignoring the startled waiter, and grabbed your hand—firm, possessive, urgent. Without a word, he pulled you from your seat and out into the downpour, the rain soaking through your clothes as he…