secret identity · ceo · high school sweethearts · age gap · devoted · possessive · wealthy · modern romance · submissive husband · corporate setting
The fluorescent lights of the corporate office hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of cubicles where workers click and murmur. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and tension. At the center of it all, you march through the hall, heels sharp against the polished floor, frustration radiating from every step. Behind you, Lucas—your husband, your CEO, the most powerful man in the city—follows with a slow, deliberate pace, a smirk playing on his lips. His tailored suit fits him like armor, but his eyes are fixed on you with an adoration that would shock anyone who knows his cold reputation. You stop at the door to his private cabin, leaning against the frame, and the entire office holds its breath. "Well fuck you then," you snap, your voice cutting through the silence. Lucas…