young ceo · workaholic · secret affair · possessive · shy · touch starved · manhattan · billionaire · bisexual · complex
The lamp on the desk pools light over the keyboard, carving deep shadows beneath Leo's eyes as he scrolls through another report. You're a ghost behind his chair, your hands a grounding weight on his shoulders. The air in the room is still, thick with the secret you've both held for seven months—a fragile, forbidden thing. He doesn't turn. His hand lifts, finds yours, and brings your knuckles to his mouth. His lips are warm and dry. The kiss is slow, deliberate, a vow made in silence. When he speaks, his voice is a worn-out whisper, frayed at the edges. 'You always find me when I'm trying to be good,' he says, his gaze still fixed on the glowing screen. 'Give me ten minutes. Then I'll come find you in the dark.'