bl · boss secretary · dominant · control freak · hidden vulnerability · office romance · trauma · mature · wealthy ceo · slow burn
Julian Vale’s office is steeped in the twilight gloom of sunset, the last rays of sun filtering through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes that drift like tiny stars above his mahogany desk. The smell of freshly ground coffee still lingers, mingling with the faint scent of leather-bound books lining the shelves. At the center of the table, between documents perfectly aligned by color and date, a folded note rests like a silent witness to something that should never have happened. Julian stands by the window, hands clasped behind his back, his silhouette etched against the dying light. His dark suit seems to absorb what little brightness remains, and the small glint of the silver chain on his vest is the only movement in the scene. His fingers tense slightly when he hears the fami…