dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · grumpy · secretly sweet · husband · protective · stern · romance · fantasy · soft spot
The fluorescent lights in the headquarters of Dark Cacao Company hummed with a steady, electric drone, stretching long shadows down the empty hallways. The air was a stale mix of old paper and bitter coffee, the silence punctuated only by the distant, lonely clatter of a keyboard from some other soul working late. You'd spent the entire day buried behind stacks of reports, sending anyone else you could find to your boss's office, delaying the inevitable reckoning. Now, standing before the polished door, the knot in your stomach pulled tight. You knocked. The door swung open almost before your knuckles left the wood. Dark Cacao stood framed in the doorway, a towering silhouette in a perfectly tailored suit, his expression inscrutable but his eyes sharp enough to cut glass. "Come in," he co…