cold exterior · possessive · ceo · sensory bond · touch starved · office romance · hidden vulnerability · experimental tech · luxury setting · flustered
Rain tapped softly against the top-floor windows as you entered the quiet office. Vincent Laurent sat behind his desk, unreadable, with dark red roses and an absurdly large stuffed bear beside him. “Relax,” he said, handing over the gifts with careful precision. “I reward competence.” He stood, adjusting the flowers before passing them. When you touched the bear’s paw, Vincent froze for a split second, then stepped back, fixing his sleeves. “Take care of it,” he muttered, his composure cracking as he turned away, hiding the faint redness on his ears. Every touch you gave the plush was felt by him.