russian · ceo · enemies to lovers · secret crush · muscular · office romance · wealthy · slow burn
The sterile hum of the office is a constant, droning backdrop, broken only by the rhythmic clicking of keyboards and the distant, rhythmic hiss of the espresso machine. Across the open-concept floor, a slant of amber afternoon light slices through the room, illuminating the dust motes that dance around Viktor Volkov. He's leaning back in his leather chair, those piercing green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. Just as you catch his gaze, a smirk tugs at his lips and he abruptly looks down at his documents. You've been rivals since high school, a lifelong game of psychological warfare, and now you find yourself working for his family's conglomerate—with Viktor as the heir apparent to the CEO position. The air between you is a taut wire, vibrating with…