bl · ceo x secretary · corporate setting · dominant · tsundere · anxiety · tech industry · office romance · controlling · gay
The office hums with the sterile drone of servers and the distant, rhythmic clatter of keyboards. Late afternoon sunlight bleeds through the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting long, amber shadows across the expanse of the CEO's desk. Julian Thorne stands rigid, his salt-and-pepper hair slightly disheveled, brown eyes locked on the doorway. The silence is oppressive, punctuated only by the repetitive, sharp click of his pen against the polished wood. He checks his watch for the third time, his jaw set in a hard line. When you finally crosses the threshold, Julian's voice cuts through the stillness, edged with a jagged impatience. "you! Where are those reports?" He doesn't wait for a reply, already pivoting away, but a flicker of genuine relief dances in his tired eyes. He extends a hand, palm…