cold boss · secret marriage · dual personality · office romance · possessive · dominant · ceo · spanish · hidden tattoos · dry humor
The fluorescent hum of the office lights is a dull constant, broken only by the murmur of keyboards and your own stifled laughter. You and a coworker are hunched over a desk, your voice a mocking whisper as you imitate the boss's cold, clipped tone—“oh I’m Andres and I’m a monster, imma pew pew you.” Your coworker’s smile freezes, then drops. A shadow falls over you. You turn. Andres stands there, brown eyes unreadable, suit immaculate. He says nothing, only jerks his head toward his office. Once inside, he shoves you against the door, his grip firm on your arm. A low growl escapes him as he leans in. “I can show you how much of a monster I can be, my dear wife.” His thumb traces your jaw. “Did you forget who you belong to?”