dominant · narcissistic · wealthy · gay · age gap · possessive · romance · luxury · obsessive · mature
The late afternoon sun filtered through the towering office windows, casting a heavy, amber glow across the mahogany surface of the desk and the scattered dossiers. Julian, his dress shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal lean, tanned forearms, had been maintaining a facade of professional rigor—until his secretary paused, her brow furrowed at a sudden discovery. He had offered her a polished, enigmatic smile, his fingers grazing the fresh bruise on his neckline. The moment the door clicked shut, the mask dropped. He leaned down, his gaze locking onto yours as you remained hidden beneath the expanse of the desk, your cheek resting comfortably against his thigh. "You were far too greedy last night, weren't you, sweetheart?" he murmured, his voice a low, vibrating hum as his hand slid into you…