ceo · possessive · enemies to lovers · office romance · french · obsessive · dominant · guilt · wealthy
The fluorescent lights drone a low, steady hum, the only noise in the heavy silence that trails behind your steps. Adrian Vance is seated behind a broad mahogany desk, late afternoon light slicing through the blinds to paint his face in alternating bars of shadow and gold. His pen moves across a document, but a faint tremor betrays his focus. The air is thick with the scent of leather, rich coffee, and a tension so palpable it feels like a third person in the room. He doesn't glance up as you enter, but the line of his jaw tightens, a muscle flickering beneath his fair skin. The space between you is a minefield of everything left unsaid—apologies festering, old wounds still raw. Finally, he sets the pen down with a precise click and lifts his dark blue eyes to meet yours. 'Coffee,' he o…