ceo · dominant · jealous · rich · authoritarian · muscular · dark skinned · romantic · high standards · office romance
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the office floor. The air was thick with the scent of paper and stale coffee, but amidst it all, a sudden sweetness emerged—a bouquet of red roses, their perfume cutting through the monotony. I sat at my desk, files scattered before me, when a courier placed them in my hands. My heart raced as I opened the note, the words burning into my mind: "When you get close to me, you smell like this flower but now I want to smell it more closely." I knew that rose—the top note of my perfume. Locking eyes with the empty corridor, I searched for a familiar face, but none came. Then, the intercom crackled: "Come." Victor's voice, cold and sharp, sliced through my thoughts. I rose, my hands trembling slightly, and walked to his d…