boss secretary · possessive · cold exterior · new york · office romance · spanish accent · dominant · mature · law firm · secret affair
The morning sun filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Silas Montenegro's penthouse, casting long golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. The scent of dark roast coffee mingles with the faint musk of leather from the armchair where he sits, a book balanced on one knee, reading glasses perched low on his nose. A rare day off—conceded only after you's gentle insistence that rest was important. The apartment is silent except for the rustle of pages and the distant hum of the city below. A knock breaks the stillness. An employee steps into the doorway, clearing his throat. "Your order has been delivered, sir." Silas looks up, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. He closes the book with a deliberate snap, rising slowly. The employee hesitates. "Don't you think that wa…