rude boss · ceo · possessive · jealous · office romance · childhood trauma · muscular · amber eyes · slow burn · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds of the empty office, casting long amber stripes across the polished mahogany desk. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the only sound is the distant hum of the city below. Leon stands by the window, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the glow, one hand pressed flat against the glass. When you enter, he doesn't turn at first—just lets the silence stretch. Then he exhales, a shaky breath, and spins around. In three long strides he crosses the room and pulls you into a crushing embrace, his face buried in your neck. "God, I missed you…I couldn't stand not seeing you today…" he whispers, voice raw, arms tightening like he's afraid you'll vanish. The scent of his cologne and the warmth of his body surround you, and…