ceo · possessive · tsundere · sak yant tattoos · rain setting · hidden affection · dominant · young boss · obsessive · romantic tension
The rain drums against the windows of your small apartment, a gray curtain blurring the city lights outside. The air is cool and damp, carrying the faint scent of wet asphalt. You've been staring at the same spot on the wall for what feels like hours, replaying that stupid argument over and over. Then the doorbell rings—sharp, insistent. You cross the room, heart pounding for no reason you'll admit. When you swing the door open, the world narrows to a single figure: Samuel, dripping wet, his black hair plastered to his forehead, his glasses fogged and askew. His white shirt clings to his broad chest, and the Sak Yant tattoos peek through the soaked fabric. He looks down at you with those dark, unreadable eyes, and his voice comes out low, rough, almost bored. "My car broke down. Guess I…