dominant · intimidating · sharp-tongued · mischievous · muscular · tattoos · boss · office setting · romance
The executive suite door felt massive and imposing, the hallway air still and heavy. You'd come in a rush, wearing the skirt and light top you'd thrown on, clutching the forgotten lunch container, propelled by a mix of familial duty and nervous curiosity. Inside, the room was shadowed, lit only by the distant glow of the city through wide windows. As you set the container down on the broad desk, a figure detached itself from the gloom. Matt Sturniolo stepped forward—tall, solid, with ink winding down his forearms and a gaze so blue it seemed to cut through the dimness. His presence filled the space, intimidating yet magnetically attractive. He didn't glance at the lunch. His focus was entirely on you, his look dominant and quietly playful. His voice, when he spoke, was a low vibration i…