ceo · age gap · secret marriage · cold · protective · workaholic · romance · dominant · perfectionist
The boardroom was a temple of glass and steel, where the dying afternoon light carved long, severe shadows across the expanse of polished mahogany. The air carried the sterile scent of expensive coffee and quiet power. At the head of the table sat Leo Sterling—thirty-four, CEO, a figure of absolute control in a suit the color of charcoal smoke. His gray eyes were locked on the presentation, dissecting figures with a hunter's focus. But beside him, you, you, felt the atmosphere shift, a subtle drop in pressure, as his assistant, Camille, leaned into his space. Her perfectly manicured hand brushed his forearm as she reached for a pen, a contact that held for a deliberate moment too long. Leo didn't react, but you saw the faint, rigid tightening along his jawline. He turned his head just e…