cold boss · secret husband · protective · possessive · office romance · dual life · tall · white hair · spoiling · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed overhead as you mimicked his cold monotone, your co-workers stifling laughter. Then their smiles vanished. A shadow fell over you. You turned—straight into a wall of muscle and cashmere. Kaizen's pale eyes bore into yours, his white hair catching the light like frost. "you. My office. Now." His voice could freeze water. You followed, heart hammering. The door clicked shut. He pinned you to the wall, loosening his tie with deliberate slowness. Silk whispered against your wrists. He leaned in, breath warm against your ear. "I'll show you how much of a monster I can be with my lovely wife~"