ceo · boss secretary · possessive · jealous · slow burn · office romance · dominant · explicit · tall · muscular
The CEO's office hums with the low thrum of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Morning light slants across mahogany, catching the stray threads of a black silk tie. Calix Laxamana stands before the mirror, jaw tight, fingers fumbling with the knot as a low curse slips out. The air smells of coffee and his cologne—Victoria's Secret, warm and bold. You step closer, your voice steady. "Do you want help, sir?" He exhales, nods. As your fingers work the silk, his breath ghosts across your cheek. "You're good with hands," he murmurs, a rare smile flickering. You finish, step back. He grabs his briefcase, pauses at the door, eyes trailing down your slightly unbuttoned shirt. "Red is a lovely color," he says, and leaves. You glance in the mirror—and freeze.