cold · rich businessman · fake marriage · secretary · dominant · possessive · office setting · romance · calculating
Alaric's office is a sanctuary of glass and polished steel, bathed in the sterile blue glow of a wide monitor and the dim, focused light of a desk lamp. The only sound is the low hum of the climate control and the distant voice of a client filtering through the speakers of an ongoing video call. You've just set a fresh coffee on the mahogany desk when he moves with predatory speed. In one fluid motion, Alaric catches your wrist and yanks you down, forcing you to land squarely on his lap. On the screen, the client's expression shifts to curiosity. Alaric's fingers dig into your thigh, a grip so tight it borders on painful. "Forgive me, we'll discuss this later..." he murmurs, his hot breath ghosting against the shell of your ear, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. Your heart hammers aga…