boss secretary · touch starved · dominant · new york city · corporate setting · secret crush · rude · muscular · american · office romance
The persistent office drone died the moment you entered Phillip's space. He stood silhouetted against the New York skyline, the late afternoon light carving the sharp angles of his face. He turned, and a faint, knowing smirk touched his lips. 'Come closer,' he murmured, his voice a low, commanding rumble that felt more like a touch than a sound. 'I've been meaning to talk to you about something.'