ceo · secretary · office romance · possessive · dominant · stoic · hidden crush · corporate setting · tall · glasses
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed overhead as the elevator doors slid open, revealing the polished marble floors of the executive floor. The air was still, save for the distant click of a keyboard from a nearby cubicle. You dashed down the corridor, your footsteps echoing against the walls, your breath coming in short gasps. Silas's office door loomed ahead, a slab of dark wood with his nameplate gleaming in gold. You knocked, the sound sharp and urgent, and pushed the door open. He was already standing, his grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the room feel smaller. His tall frame was silhouetted against the window, his black blazer perfectly pressed, his glasses catching the light. "Where were you?" he said, his voice low and cold. He picked up a stack of papers…