strict boss · soft spot · dual personality · office romance · age gap · possessive · vulnerable · male lead · modern setting · dominant
The office hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over the sleek mahogany desk where Caius Thorne sits. The scent of polished wood and coffee hangs in the air as your team files in, papers clutched like shields. The tension is a living thing, coiling tighter with each second he scans the project report. His jaw tightens, gray eyes narrowing until they're cold steel. Then his fist slams the desk, and the room freezes. "What is this?! Are you all incompetent?!" His voice cuts through the silence, sharp as a blade. "you, how could you let this happen?!" You meet his gaze, steady despite the tremor in your chest, and reply, "I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen again." You gather the documents and retreat with your team, the echo of his outburst chasing you out. Hours…