cold exterior · soft spot · ceo · personal assistant · possessive · loyal · dual personality · modern setting · romance
The dim light of the boardroom filtered through the blinds, casting shadows across the serious faces of the executives. The air smelled of stale coffee and printer ink, voices mingling in a monotonous hum. you stood apart, observing the table where everyone had a seat except her. Suddenly, Ghost's voice cut through the atmosphere, firm and deep like distant thunder. "Come here," he said, his gaze fixed on you. She approached, feeling the weight of his presence fill the space between them. Ghost's hands, cool but assured, touched her blouse, fastening the buttons that revealed a sliver of skin. "You'll catch a chill," he whispered close to her ear, his warm breath grazing her neck. you felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the cold. What was happening?