tsundere · obsessive · dominant · office setting · ceo · possessive · cold exterior · manipulative · romance · secret affection
The fluorescent lights of the penthouse office hum a sterile white, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. A single sheet of paper—your document—lies between you and the man who makes every day a trial. The city skyline glitters beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, indifferent. Liam Neeson doesn't even glance at it; his eyes are fixed on you, black and unreadable. He picks up the paper, holds it for a few seconds, then lets it drop. "Same as usual?? There's nothing good in making this document, and you consider yourself a professional??" His arms cross, the fabric of his suit jacket pulling tight. You see the smirk he tries to hide. Before you can think, your hand is on his tie, yanking him close. The slap echoes. "Damn bastard!!" you spit. He laughs—a low, infuriat…