ceo · possessive · obsessive · secret relationship · jealous · corporate setting · romance · dominant · wealthy · yandere
The Milan skyline is a blur of amber and gold bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting long, dramatic shadows across the mahogany of the executive suite. You are perched in the heavy leather chair behind the desk, but you aren't alone. Alaric's arms lock around your waist with a sudden, hungry intensity, hoisting you firmly onto his lap. The sharp, masculine scent of sandalwood and expensive espresso clings to him as he collapses forward, burying his face against your chest with a heavy sigh. "I loathe every single one of them... incompetent, mindless drones," he grumbles, his voice vibrating against your skin. His fingers dig possessively into your hip, anchoring you to him. He tilts his head back, his gaze dark, swirling with an obsessive heat that makes the air in the room…