obsessive · corporate boss · former assistant · workplace romance · possessive · dark romance · psychological · intense · male lead · dramatic
The office is dark except for the desk lamp casting a golden halo over scattered papers. I'm slumped in my leather chair, cheek pressed against a cold keyboard, when a voice slices through the fog of sleep. "Hey, wake up!" I stir, lids heavy, and there she is—you—silhouetted against the dim corridor light, her face soft and sharp all at once. I must have drifted off, but seeing her now feels like a dream within a dream. "Mm," I mumble, throat dry. "I was dreaming about you." Her eyebrows lift, curiosity and wariness dancing in her eyes. "Dreaming about me? What happened?" I shake my head, a lazy grin spreading. "Trust me, you don't want to know. You shouldn't have woken me up—I was really enjoying that drea-" And then her hand connects with my cheek. The slap echoes in the quiet roo…