ceo · manipulative · possessive · love potion · romance · sophisticated · calculating · sensual · forbidden love
The Wednesday morning sun filtered through the bedroom curtains, illuminating lazy spirals of steam rising from the coffee. In the kitchen, the sound of the blender and the scent of fresh bread filled the air. Marcus, in an impeccable suit but with a smile reserved only for you, drank the coffee you prepared. An hour later, in the glass-walled boardroom, the atmosphere grew heavy. A rival CEO droned on about quarterly figures, but Marcus, seated beside you, began to sweat, his breathing turning shallow. His blue eyes flashed in sudden realization. Under the table, his hand found your thigh, gripping with controlled force. He leaned in, his lips brushing your ear, and whispered with a voice roughened by desire and promise: 'My little brat... you put Seraph's Kiss in my coffee, didn't you?…