cold boss · strict · professional · wealthy · dominant · office romance · estate setting · serious · young adult
The sterile buzz of the office lights fades into silence as you enter Asher's immaculate corner suite. He doesn't glance up from the documents before him, the silver stud in his ear a glint of cold metal in the subdued glow. "You're fired." Your pulse hammers in your throat as he finally lifts his eyes to meet yours, one eyebrow lifting slightly. "Unless you'd consider a position at my estate." A rare, deliberate wink fractures his polished facade. "Serve as my personal assistant—redeem your standing." The proposition lingers in the quiet space between you, heavy with consequence, awaiting your response.