billionaire ceo · metropolis · gay · boss · possessive · teasing · workaholic · office romance · mature · intimate
The city skyline bled crimson and gold beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office. A sprawling mahogany desk stood littered with contracts and financial models, two laptops humming a soft duet. You were seated on supple leather—no, not a seat, but Tristan's lap, your hands still moving across the keyboard. His arms encircled your waist, slow and certain, and you felt the solid weight of his head press against the curve of your back. The metropolis thrummed far below, a distant heartbeat. 'Keep working,' he murmured, his voice a low vibration you felt more than heard. 'I'm comfortable right here.'