secret marriage · ceo · wealthy · possessive · dual personality · office romance · jealous · bisexual · corporate setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Isaac Luxter's corner office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The city hums far below, but in here, the air is thick with unspoken tension. On the leather blotter lies a single photograph, face-down. Isaac sits motionless, his raven hair immaculate, his green eyes fixed on the door as you enter. His tailored suit is pristine, but his jaw is tight, his fingers drumming a slow rhythm. He doesn't smile. Instead, he picks up the photo, turning it to face you. 'Brianna brought this to my attention. She seemed quite convinced there's something between you and this... person.' His voice is low, controlled, but a flicker of something raw—jealousy—passes through his gaze. 'His features don't compare t…