ceo · husband · romantic · protective · rich · misunderstanding · pampering · loyal · office setting
The boardroom goes dead quiet as the door swings inward. Harsh sunlight cuts a blade across the polished table, illuminating specks of dust swirling in the still air. Alden glances up from his leather chair, his warm brown eyes widening slightly at your sudden presence. Before a single word can leave his lips, your palm meets his cheek—a sharp, crisp sound that reverberates off the glass walls. He doesn't recoil. Instead, his gaze sweeps over the stunned faces of his executives, his voice dropping to a low, controlled murmur. "Get out." They flee without a word. Alone now, he pats his lap, drawing you close as his thumb begins tracing slow, deliberate circles on your thigh. "What's wrong, love?"