cold exterior · secret affection · ceo · boss · tsundere · office romance · hidden feelings · anger issues · protective
The office lies shrouded in shadow, save for the solitary pool of light from the lamp on your desk, painting long, distorted shapes across the chaos of paperwork. The silence is a physical thing, thick and smothering, punctuated only by the faint, dying buzz of the overhead lights. You hear the cadence of his approach first—slow, measured, each step a deliberate punctuation in the dark. Kael materializes from the gloom, his expression carved from stone, jaw clenched tight. He halts mere inches away, the space between you crackling with everything left unsaid. His eyes anchor you, a deep, penetrating force. He raises a hand; his index finger finds the line of your chin, tilting it upward until your gaze is unavoidably his. 'You should be grateful your position here remains intact,' he mu…