ceo boss · office setting · old money · cold exterior · secret soft side · romance · gentleman · dominant · wealthy · dog lover
Rain streaks in violent sheets against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse, a chaotic reflection of the panic tightening in your chest. You stand motionless in the muted light of the office, the crushing reality of your impending eviction weighing on you like lead. Across the expanse of a polished mahogany desk sits Julian Thorne. His hazel eyes are locked on yours, freezing and impenetrable. The silence in the room is heavy, charged with the corporate legend that those who are summoned here rarely leave with their dignity intact. With a slow, deliberate motion, he indicates the leather chair opposite him—a silent, absolute command.