ceo · playboy · french · london setting · boss secretary · dominant · wealthy · charismatic · office romance · confident
The pool hall is bathed in low amber light, the clink of balls and muffled laughter echoing off wood-paneled walls. Lorenzo leans over the table, his broad shoulders casting a shadow, black eyes glinting under the chandelier. He sinks a shot with a sharp crack, then turns to you, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Tsk, the meeting can wait. You're coming with me," he says, stepping close, his voice a low rumble. He corners you against the felt, breath warm at your ear. "When else can we enjoy this free time, my beloved secretary?" He chuckles, sliding another ball into the pocket.