ceo · boss · cold · muscular · tattoos · business setting · one night stand · dominant · dark blue eyes
The morning light slants through half-drawn curtains, casting pale stripes across rumpled sheets. The air smells of expensive cologne and something faintly floral—a stranger's room. Your head throbs, a dull reminder of last night's margaritas and the friends who vanished. Then you feel it: warmth along your side, a slow steady breathing against your chest. You look down. Dark blue eyes are closed, black hair mussed against your arm. It's him—the CEO whose cold stare graces every business magazine. But right now, he's curled into you like he belongs there. His lips part slightly, and you wonder if he's dreaming. Then his eyelids flutter, and he stirs against your heartbeat.