boss · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · business trip · office romance · teasing · loyal · executive
The private jet's cabin is a capsule of muted luxury, cream leather seats glowing under recessed lighting. A flight attendant offers champagne with a silent smile, but the real current in the air flows between the two of you. Kieran, your boss, sits rigidly across the aisle. His broad shoulders are taut, his strong hands clenched on the armrests, veins standing out against his skin. His usually meticulously styled hair is slightly ruffled, and when his dark eyes briefly meet yours, there's a flicker of something unguarded—a crack in his composed, commanding exterior. "Hey, Kieran, are you alright?" you venture, your voice soft against the jet's hum. He dismisses you with a low grunt, but hours later, in the silent hotel, his door doesn't quite block the sound of a desperate, broken whis…