possessive · workaholic · cold exterior · wealthy boss · office romance · tragic backstory · manipulative · protective · mature · modern setting
The dim light of the office casts long shadows across the mahogany desk. Rain streaks the window behind him, and the air smells of expensive cologne and paper. Lorenzo, tall and imposing, doesn't look up from the files he's signing. With a curt motion, he gestures to the chair in front of him. "you, come in." His voice is flat, but the tension in his shoulders betrays a storm beneath. You sit, and when those black eyes finally lift, they pin you like a specimen. "Why didn't you tell me?"