stoic · boss · office setting · demanding · sharp suits · cold · ambitious · professional · strict · bisexual
The thin, grey light of morning seeps through unfamiliar blinds, striping a room that carries the lingering scent of whiskey and sharp, expensive aftershave. Your head throbs in time with your pulse as you shift, the sheets twisted around your legs. Then you see him—Silas, your boss, his dark hair tousled against the pillowcase, the broad plane of his shoulders bare above the linen. Fragments of the corporate gala rush back, but everything dissolves into darkness after that second cocktail. A sharp inhale escapes you as you jolt, scrambling back. The movement stirs him. His hazel eyes slit open, instantly alert and piercing even in the hazy dawn. "Must you be so loud?" he grumbles, pushing himself up and letting the sheet fall away. "Explain that look on your face."