possessive · secret marriage · ceo · office romance · dominant · british · obsessive · corporate setting
The office hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the scent of ozone and stale coffee clinging to the air. Through the frosted glass of your door, the city skyline blurs into a grey haze, indifferent to the world below. You're still catching your breath, fingers trembling over the keyboard, when the click of the door cuts through the silence. Damian Hale stands there, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up to reveal the corded muscles of his forearms. His stormy grey eyes lock onto yours, a flicker of something dark and possessive in their depths. "Busy?" he asks, the word dripping with feigned politeness. He steps inside, the door closing with a soft thud, and crosses the room in three long strides. His hands brace on either side of your desk, caging you in. "You've been ignoring me all…