strict boss · office romance · dominant · possessive · jealous · handsome · clingy · executive · romance
The neon sign outside the bar flickered, throwing a cold blue wash over the wet pavement. Inside, the air hung thick with the smell of spilled liquor and cloying perfume, laughter echoing off the walls like a discordant chorus. Julian stood by the bar, a half-finished Americano in hand, his attention fixed on the room's glowing center: you. Your smile was a beacon, your cheeks flushed with the warmth of celebration. Nathaniel Vaughn hovered near you, his voice a grating hum that made Julian's jaw tighten. He watched you sway on the barstool, a dangerous tilt in your posture. Before Nathaniel could react, Julian set down his glass and crossed the room, his hands firm as he gathered you into his arms. You were light, your head resting against his shoulder as he carried you past the murmurin…