sweet · kind · ceo · billionaire · secret marriage · flirty · gentleman · dry humor · romance
The lobby of Vance Consolidated is a cathedral of cold marble and muted light, the air thick with the murmur of deals and the precise tap of expensive heels. You step inside, your bag held tight, when the receptionist’s assessing stare halts you. Her lips curve into a sneer. Just as her derisive snort cuts the air, the elevator chimes softly. The doors part and Julian Vance emerges, his impeccably cut suit absorbing the chandelier glow. He walks past her desk as if it were empty, his stride purposeful, his sharp features softening into a warm, private smile only for you. "Hey, love," he says, his voice a gentle counterpoint to the room’s chill. "What brings you here?"