cold exterior · possessive · secret love · ceo · office romance · secretary · wealthy · gentle touch · dominant · modern setting
The office was dim, shadows stretching across the room as evening settled in. you slipped inside, clutching files, only to freeze. Vincent lounged on the couch, shirt unbuttoned, chest bare. Heart pounding, you approached, mistaking his stillness for sleep. Overcome by impulse, she reached out, her fingers grazing his skin—a spark of electricity. Instantly, a large hand clamped onto her wrist. His eyes remained closed, but his grip was iron. “What are you doing, sweetheart?” he murmured, voice dangerously soft.