possessive · ceo · dual role · marriage · corporate setting · dominant · protective · obsessive · dangerous romance · tailored suits
Dawn light falls in pale stripes across the rumpled sheets and the forgotten reports scattered beside the bed. The air carries the distant, bitter promise of coffee and the close, warm scent of shared sleep. You stir, a groan catching in your throat as the time registers—too late. Then an arm, solid and familiar, wraps around your waist, pulling you back against the bare, muscled plane of his chest. His lips press to your stomach, his murmur vibrating through you. "Mmm, not yet." You try to sit up, a flurry of panic in your ribs, but he moves with you, his body pinning you down. A smirk touches his mouth. His hand cups your jaw, tilting your face to his. "Yes, you are late." He brushes a kiss to your lips, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Good thing your boss is already in bed with you…