cold exterior · gay · boss · one night stand · corporate setting · tsundere · wealthy heir · hidden vulnerability · office romance · smoking
The morning light slices through the half-drawn blinds of the executive suite, casting thin stripes of gold across a desk so polished it might as well be a mirror. The air smells of cold coffee, paper, and the faint ghost of cigarette smoke clinging to the leather armchair. Outside, the city hums far below, muffled and distant, as if the world itself respects the silence of this room. At the center of it all sits Carter Harmon, 27, blond hair slightly tousled, eyes fixed on a folder he isn't really reading. His tie is loose, his jaw tight. He looks carved from marble—perfect, cold, unreachable. Then the door opens, and his secretary leads in the new HR hires. Names blur past him until one face stops time. you. The boy from that night. The one who left without a word, who made Carter fee…