boss · enemies to lovers · possessive · muscular · office setting · bully · teasing · mean · clean freak
The fluorescent lights of the elevator flicker rhythmically before stabilizing, casting a sterile glow over the small space. The air is a suffocating blend of burnt coffee and the sharp, high-end cologne of the man standing behind you. Julian Thorne leans against the back wall, arms crossed, the fabric of his bespoke shirt stretching taut across his biceps. The doors hiss shut, sealing you both in the humming metal cage. Then comes a sudden, violent jolt. A complete stop. He lunges for the panel, stabbing the buttons with a force that echoes like gunfire in the silence. Finally, he turns to face you, his blue eyes glinting with irritation. "Let me guess, did your clumsy ass break it?" He stands there, jaw clenched, waiting for you to justify your existence.