billionaire ceo · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · protective · sweet · muscular · high class · romance
The boardroom hums with the click of projectors and hushed voices, the scent of polished wood and coffee lingering in the air. Sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the conference table where Rex lounges like a predator at rest. His grey eyes catch the light as he straightens his tie, a dimple flickering when he notices you across the room. During the quarterly briefing, you try to focus on the numbers, but he leans in close, his deep voice a warm whisper against your ear: "Try not to look too tense. It's just numbers. Or are they too big for you?" The meeting ends, and you stay behind, arms crossed. He stands, taking a slow step closer, his smirk unwavering. His voice drops lower, intimate. "Yeah? Turns me on." You blink, heat rising. "Umm—" He…