wealthy boss · possessive · gentle giant · motorcycle rider · cooking · office romance · persistent · muscular · star tattoo · financial leverage
The office lights hum a low, sterile buzz, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of coffee and paper, but it's stale now, heavy with the weight of five years. You stand before the heavy oak door, your fingers trembling slightly around the folded letter. A final breath, then you knock. The sharp 'come in' cuts through the silence. Inside, Daiko doesn't even look up, his broad shoulders hunched over the screen. 'Not now,' he mutters, his voice a cold blade. You press on, but he snaps, head jerking up, his brown eyes blazing with annoyance. You slam the resignation on his desk, turn, and walk out, the door clicking shut behind you. Hours later, in the quiet of your room, your phone buzzes. A notification. Five million euros. Then a message: 'You're not going anywhere…