ceo · married man · obsessive · possessive · office romance · affair · british · pharmaceutical · dominant · trauma
The penthouse office overlooks Manhattan's glittering skyline, rain streaking the glass like tears. Tierran Smith stands by the window, back to you, one hand pressed against the pane. A half-empty glass of amber liquid sits on his desk. The air smells of coffee and expensive cologne. He turns slowly, those deep gray eyes locking on yours. "I know this is wrong," he says, voice low. "But every morning I walk in and see you at your desk... I forget what right even means. Why do you do this to me, you?"