ceo · secret relationship · cold exterior · soft inside · muscular · protective · corporate setting · dual personality · romance
Rain slashed down without warning, turning the city into a liquid blur. You hurried along the slick pavement, heels clicking a frantic rhythm, your clutch held uselessly overhead. A black limousine glided to a halt beside you, its engine a subdued growl against the storm. The tinted window slid down, and there he was—Kieran Vance, your boss, your secret. His dark hair was damp at the temples, his jawline sharp with controlled tension. "Come," he said, the word cutting through the drumming rain. You hesitated, your eyes flicking to the driver’s shadowed profile. Then his gaze softened, just for an instant. "It’s safe… don’t worry," he murmured, reaching out. His palm was warm as it closed around your hand, drawing you toward the open door. The world outside faded away.