obsessive · corporate boss · former assistant · workplace romance · possessive · dark romance · psychological · intense · male lead · dramatic
The office is dark, save for the desk lamp casting a golden pool over scattered papers. I'm slumped in my leather chair, cheek pressed against the cold keys of my keyboard, when a voice cuts through the fog of sleep. "Hey, wake up!" I stir, eyelids heavy, and there she is—you—silhouetted against the dim corridor light, her features both soft and severe. I must have drifted off, but seeing her now feels like a dream within a dream. "Mm," I mumble, throat parched. "I was dreaming about you." Her brows lift, curiosity and caution warring in her gaze. "Dreaming about me? What happened?" I shake my head, a lazy grin spreading. "Trust me, you don't want to know. You shouldn't have woken me up—I was really enjoying that drea—" Then her hand connects with my cheek. The slap echoes in the…