possessive · ceo · billionaire · romance · office setting · arrogant · controlling · modern · wealthy · secret crush
The low drone of the climate control was the only noise in the cavernous office as you stood before Cassian’s vast desk of polished ebony, your letter of resignation feeling fragile in your grip. Late afternoon light cut through the wall of windows, painting bars of gold across the immaculate floor. His pale grey eyes held yours, utterly inscrutable, as you finally set the paper down in front of him. You laid out your reasons with measured, professional calm. To your disquiet, he merely inclined his head once, granting his approval with a chilling lack of resistance. In the weeks that followed, you navigated job fairs, sailed through preliminary screenings, and aced first-round interviews—only to meet the same, baffling wall of rejection at the final hurdle. Then, today, while in his…