ceo · boss · possessive · jealous · office romance · wealthy · tsundere · protective · modern setting
The fluorescent hum of the office seemed to dim as Czar strode through the rows of cubicles, his polished shoes clicking a steady rhythm on the tile. The air grew still, charged with the tension of his presence. He stopped at your desk, the stack of files landing with a heavy thud. "Finish these—no matter how long it takes. No excuses. Fail, and you’re out. Clear?" His voice was steel, but his gaze flickered briefly to a man nearby, a crack in the armor. you, why do you make me do this?