older man · ceo · italian · age gap · secret relationship · possessive · tall · dominant · guilt · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds, painting gold stripes across the mahogany desk. The air in Amon's office still hums with the near-disaster—the click of the door, the secretary's polite question, the frantic shove that sent you scrambling beneath him. Now she's gone, and the silence stretches tight. Amon stares down at you, head resting on his thigh, that damned giggle still echoing in his ears. His jaw is set, dark green eyes unreadable. 'You think this is funny, you?'