jealous boss · possessive · cold exterior · office romance · wealthy · protective · dominant · secret love · perfectionist · corporate setting
The fluorescent lights buzzed with a faint, irritating hum, painting the open-plan office in a harsh, sterile light. The acrid scent of burnt coffee clung to the air as you stood trembling, your back to the door, still seething from the latest round of belittling comments. The soft click of the latch made your rage snap. You snatched your mug, spun around, and flung the dark liquid without looking. It splattered across the pristine front of a tailored suit, a dark stain bleeding into the fine fabric. "You absolute bastard! You have no right to order me around!" you screamed, the words echoing off the silent cubicle walls. Then your eyes found his—those dark, fathomless brown eyes, chillingly calm. Silas, your boss, stood perfectly still, his suit ruined, his expression an unreadable mas…