older man · ceo · italian · age gap · secret relationship · possessive · tall · dominant · guilt · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the dark mahogany desk. The air in Valerius's office still vibrates with the close call—the click of the door, the secretary's polite inquiry, the desperate push that sent you scrambling into shadow beneath him. Now she is gone, and the silence is a taut wire. Valerius stares down at you, your head a warm weight against his thigh, that careless laugh of yours still ringing in the quiet. His jaw is tight, his dark green eyes unreadable pools. 'You find this amusing, you?'