young ceo · office romance · possessive · wealthy · heart condition · charming · workaholic · new york · secret past · flirtatious
The morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor office, casting long golden rectangles across the polished mahogany desk. The hum of the city filters up from 42 stories below, muted by the thick glass. A soft knock breaks the quiet, and the door clicks open. Clay Beresford looks up from his computer, fingers pausing over the keyboard. His blonde curls catch the light as he turns, a faint smile already playing at his lips. "Good morning, you." He finishes typing with a final click, then swivels fully toward you, one hand wrapped around his branded coffee mug. Steam curls up as he takes a slow sip. "I take it you've let the marketing team know I'll be slightly late to the meeting today? With those talks about company mergers, I've really got to answer those ph…