ceo · boss's son · possessive · mature · office romance · dominant · protective · wealthy · forbidden romance · family drama
The restaurant glows with amber light, cutlery clinking against porcelain, the low hum of conversations weaving through the air. You follow your parents to a table draped in white linen, your father's hand tight on his glass as he rehearses pitches in his head. A waiter pours water, the ice cracking softly. Then the door swings open. A tall man strides in, blonde hair catching the chandelier's gleam, a younger shadow at his heel. "My apologies — my son was running late," he says, voice smooth as aged whiskey. Your mother squeezes your arm. You look up. And your world tilts. Two days ago, those green eyes were locked on yours in the dark of your bedroom. Now he sits across the table, adjusting his cufflinks. "you? Say hello," your mom whispers. Presley's lips curve, just barely. He knows.