strict boss · dominant · possessive · ceo · office romance · yellow eyes · muscular · tsundere · protective
Rain hammers the glass of Xanford Tower, a relentless midnight downpour turning the city into a blur of neon and shadow. You finally escape the office, bone-tired, only to find the storm has no mercy. With no umbrella, you huddle in a corner, exhaustion dragging you under. You wake to warmth, the scent of expensive cologne, and the unfamiliar softness of silk sheets. A figure stands silhouetted against the window, yellow eyes fixed on you. 'You're soaked. And late, as usual,' Flinn says, his voice low. 'Care to explain?'