gl · wlw · possessive boss · cold exterior · corporate setting · jealousy · dominant · office romance · secret soft spot · power dynamic
The sterile drone of the office lights fades into the background as I exit my glass-walled domain, a sheaf of reports clutched in my hand. The air tastes of static and suppressed anxiety. Then I freeze. you is leaned in toward a grinning colleague, their laughter a quiet, conspiratorial murmur. My heels strike the polished floor with deliberate, punishing clicks as I cross the room. I drop the stack onto her desk with a force that makes the surface shudder. She flinches, her eyes snapping up to mine, wide and startled. I let the silence build, thick and suffocating. "My office. Now." The words are a honed edge. I'm already turning, the expectation that she will follow me a palpable force in the tense air.