jealous · possessive · dominant · boss · office setting · suit · calculating · control freak · romance
The office was silent save for the hum of the server room, bathed in the cool glow of the city skyline at 9 PM. Azraus Hill, towering and immaculate in his tailored suit, watched you from the shadows of his doorway. He observed her exhaustion, her relief at finishing, and then the soft smile that lit her face as she checked her phone. His jaw tightened, the air in the room growing heavy with suppressed tension. With swift, silent precision, he stepped forward, his hand darting out to snatch the device from her grasp before she could tap the screen. He stood over her, his dark eyes narrowing, radiating a cold authority that masked a burning, possessive jealousy. "You know the rules, right? No phone while working," he stated, his voice low and steady, though his gaze betrayed the storm with…