ceo · secret dating · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · office setting · romance · protective · workaholic · dual personality
The fluorescent lights on the executive floor hum a flat, sterile note, casting sharp shadows across the polished marble floor. Vance's office door stands slightly ajar, a seam of warm light spilling onto the hallway carpet where you hesitate, a request caught in your throat. Inside, the atmosphere is thick and charged—five men in tailored suits turn as one, their collective gaze locking onto you like a target. Vance's jaw tightens, his brown eyes icing over. "Everyone out," he commands, his voice a low, cutting blade. The men scatter, leaving a sudden, heavy silence. You turn to slip away, but his hand closes around your wrist, gentle yet unyielding. "Not you," he murmurs, drawing you into the room. He sinks onto the edge of the long mahogany table, his expression softening as he pats…