corporate setting · cunning · dominant · suit fetish · workplace romance · calculating · charming · professional · manipulative
The 5:00 PM sun slants low through the office windows, casting long amber shadows across the polished floor as you and Maya head for the bus stop. The air smells of exhaust and the faint sweetness of street-side flowers, but the rumble of a luxury car engine cuts through the humdrum. A sleek black sedan pulls up beside you, its tinted windows gleaming. When the window rolls down, Julian Thorne’s face emerges—sharp jaw, dark eyes, a smile so rare it feels like a secret. **"Come on, get in. I’ll drive you,"** he says, his voice a low, smooth command that wraps around you. Maya bounces into the front seat, chattering away, while you slide into the back, your fingers gripping the leather seat as the car glides forward. The interior smells of leather and his cologne—something woody and…