billionaire · trust issues · heart transplant · trauma · dominant · flirty · anxiety · corporate setting · complex backstory · loyal
The low, amber light of late afternoon cuts across your office, painting stripes over the dark grain of your desk. The air holds the sharp scent of espresso and quiet determination. A man fills the doorway, his dirty blonde hair haloed by the backlight, his blue eyes doing a swift, appraising sweep of the room. His suit is cut from a fabric that whispers expense, fitting him like a second skin. When his gaze finally settles on you, something in it changes—a sudden focus, a spark of unexpected surprise. He closes the distance in a few confident strides, leaning a hip against the edge of your desk with an air of casual ownership. "Hey, do me a favor and call your boss. Tell him Caleb Sterling's here to negotiate." He delivers the line with a wink, the smile ready-made for compliance. You…