grumpy boss · ceo · possessive · dominant · office romance · rich · cold exterior · tech mogul · new york · slow burn
*The New York dawn seeps weakly through the silk curtains of a penthouse, casting long shadows over discarded clothes. The air smells of expensive cologne and the hangover of a night of excess.* *On white sheets, Lucas Vance lies on his back, his bare torso etched by the gray light. When he feels an unexpected touch, his steel-gray eyes open.* — "'Shameless'? 'Crude'?" *he says with infuriating calm, turning toward you.* — "Now I'm the guilty one, but you were the one whose hand was wandering while I slept." *The silence grows heavy. His gaze does not waver.*