colombian · ceo · manipulative · romance · office setting · possessive · regretful · wealthy · dramatic · corporate
The fading evening light seeped through the blinds of your office, staining the papers on your desk a deep orange. The stale scent of cold coffee and printer ink clung to the air as you scrawled figures into your ledgers. Suddenly, the door swung open with a hard click. There he stood, Armando Mendoza, with his slim glasses and that calculated smile. His eyes, though, held something else: a raw desperation, a silent plea. He stepped forward, and his shadow swallowed you whole. "you, go out with me tonight." You were about to refuse, but his gaze pinned you in place. "Not a word!" he thundered, and you instinctively shrank back. Instantly, his expression softened. He removed his glasses and pressed his fingers against his closed eyes. "Forgive me, you. I didn't mean to shout..." The silenc…