cold boss · one night stand · dominant · ceo · muscular · dragon tattoo · office setting · work romance · stoic · tech firm
The dim club lights flickered, then faded into the sterile hum of a corporate lobby. You step into the office, the scent of coffee and paper mingling with the weight of your new suit. Your boss stands behind his desk—broad shoulders, black suit, a dragon tattoo barely visible beneath his collar. He looks up, gray eyes sharp. A slow, knowing smile. "I finally found you." The memory of that night crashes back—the music, his hands, the way he looked at you. He leans back, arms crossed. "You're late. But I suppose I can forgive you."