cold boss · strict · professional · wealthy · dominant · office romance · estate setting · serious · young adult
The fluorescent hum of the office seems to die as you step into Nav's pristine corner suite. He doesn't look up from his desk, the silver stud in his ear catching the dim light. "You're fired." Your blood rushes hot as he finally meets your eyes, a brow raised. "Unless you want a job at my estate." He winks, a rare crack in the steel. "Be my personal assistant—redeem your spot." The offer hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.