strict boss · wealthy · white hair · muscular · dominant · possessive · office romance · age gap · seduction · obsessive
The fluorescent lights of Kestrel Holdings buzzed a pale, sickly tune over the cubicle farm, where employees bent over their screens in a pantomime of productivity. From the corner office, the violent slam of a fist on solid wood reverberated through the walls—Silas's wrath made audible. Papers spiraled through the air. Outside, his staff flinched as one, the smell of scorched coffee and cold sweat clinging to the recycled air. Silas stood framed in the doorway, his white hair severe, his black eyes narrowed to slits of pure displeasure. He drew a breath to deliver the final dismissal when a quavering voice punctured the tension: "Sir, the new hire... a remarkably skilled candidate... he's due any moment." Silas's jaw worked silently. "Bring him to me. This instant. Fail, and you are fi…