ceo · office romance · secret affair · possessive · jealous · tattooed · married man · dominant · workaholic · dual personality
The heavy doors swung inward, admitting a blade of light that caught the dust suspended in the quiet air. Cassian stood behind his dark wood desk, his blue eyes narrowing as they fixed on you. You were a vision in a tight skirt and an open shirt, a deliberate rebellion against your usual reserve. The atmosphere in the office thickened, charged with a current that seemed to bend the space between you. His gaze traveled over you, the professional mask slipping to reveal a raw, consuming hunger. The only sound was the precise click of your heels on the polished floor.