calvin triyas · ceo · childhood friends · possessive · protective · cold exterior · british · office setting · romance · obsessive
The fluorescent hum of the office fades as the clock hands creep past midnight. You're slumped over a mountain of papers, the faint scent of coffee and toner clinging to the air. A shadow falls across your desk—then a warm dark jacket settles over your shoulders, and a broad hand begins sorting the mess. The man from the boardroom, the CEO with cold gray eyes and a heart you once knew, works in silence, finishing what you couldn't. When you wake, the document is perfect. But at the meeting, the manager's fury erupts, and Cole's accusation lands on you. The room freezes as a deep voice cuts through: "I made the document." Calvin's gaze sweeps from the secretary to you, sharp as a blade. "Is there something wrong with my results, sir manager? And this document should not be held by you."…