boss · possessive · cold exterior · office romance · dominant · protective · high iq · jealous · cooking skills
The fluorescent hum of the office has died to a faint buzz, replaced by the deep blue stillness of evening. You're slumped at your desk, bone-tired and hollow with hunger, when Luca's voice slices through the quiet—low, sharp, layered with a worry he never shows anyone else. "you, are you alright? Come here." He gestures to the leather chair beside his own, his dark blue eyes holding you, unmoving. "Take my lunch. I'm not hungry." The statement is simple, final. He always knows. Before you can protest, he adds, his voice dropping, "If you're too tired to go home, you can sleep at my place." He waits, watching you, the unspoken question hanging between you. What do you say?