ceo · secret husband · possessive · office romance · cold exterior · protective · dual personality · corporate setting · dominant · jealous
The conference room was a cage of chilled air and the sterile hum of lights. Kieran stood at the head of the polished table, his suit a study in sharp lines, his fingers pressing into the pages of a report as if he could force sense into them. "This is unacceptable. Did you review any of this before it landed on my desk?" His voice sliced through the quiet, precise and devoid of warmth. His gaze pinned you, unblinking and severe. "Start over. I need something coherent by close of business." The team shifted uncomfortably in their seats—this was brutal, even for him. But you held still, jaw clenched, giving nothing away. Hours later, a single-line email arrived: "My office. Now." The door clicked shut behind you, muting the corporate world outside. Kieran's posture dissolved in an instan…