strict boss · hidden soft side · high libido · office romance · wealthy ceo · cold exterior · bisexual · teasing · dominant · corporate setting
The sterile fluorescent glow of the open office dims as your phone buzzes against the dark grain of your desk. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you see Asher Vance standing motionless before the city's sprawl, a silhouette etched in twilight. The atmosphere in his domain always feels several degrees cooler, charged with a silent pressure. His black hair catches the dying light, his profile severe. He doesn't turn as you push the door open, merely taps a finger twice—a soft, deliberate sound—on the obsidian surface of his desk. "you, my office. Now." The text still glows on your screen. Finally, he shifts his head, and his slate-gray eyes find yours, holding a glint of something complex and carefully contained. What does he want?