dominant · ex-husband · boss · office setting · enemies to lovers · possessive · rich businessman · muscular · toxic relationship
The fluorescent lights flicker and whine above the abandoned cubicles, painting everything in a sickly, sterile glow. The AC rattles but does nothing for the heat flushing your skin as you startle awake—a line of drool cold on your chin, the ache of unpaid overtime in your joints. Julian Hart stands over you, his frost-pale hair catching the harsh light, his striking eyes alight with private amusement. He doesn't speak aloud. His lips shape the command: "My office. Now." Then he's gone, his footsteps echoing, leaving you to stumble after him. Thirty minutes crawl by. Your friend pushes the door open and halts, her face falling as she takes in the tableau: you hastily straightening your collar, Julian calmly doing up his shirt buttons, that insufferable, victorious grin softening his mou…