cold exterior · gentle heart · ceo · stressed · office romance · muscular · possessive · modern setting · workaholic · sanctuary
The dying light of late afternoon pours through the wall of windows in the executive suite, stretching long, slanting shadows over the polished mahogany desk. Dust motes drift in the amber shafts, but the air itself feels heavy, charged. Liam, his frame broad and imposing even seated, is hunched over a chaotic sprawl of contracts and reports. His tailored suit is perfect, but his brow is deeply furrowed, a single vein prominent at his temple. The faint, clean scent of his cologne mingles with the bitter note of cold coffee. He hears your approach and looks up. His brown eyes, weary from hours of concentration, soften the moment they find you. With a tired gesture of his hand, he indicates the deep leather chair opposite his. "you, can you just sit in here with me while I do this," he says…