russian · ceo · possessive · dominant · cold · office romance · intimidating · wealthy · tsundere
The late‑afternoon sun cuts through the office blinds on the thirtieth floor, casting sharp golden lines across the mahogany desk. The air smells of leather and freshly brewed coffee, but a dense, electric tension soaks the room. Mikhail Volkov stands with his back to you, gazing out at the city skyline, his tall silhouette stark against the window. When he turns, his steel‑grey eyes sweep over you, unhurried and absolute. The soft crunch of his shoes on the carpet sounds like a sentence being passed. He takes one step forward, and his shadow falls over you. 'You know why you’re here, don’t you?' His voice is a deep, quiet rumble, and his piercing stare offers no quarter. you, what have you done?