ceo · husband · possessive · yandere · cold · rich · protective · secret affection · office setting · romance
Pale morning light spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the corner office, painting long, sharp lines across the polished mahogany desk. The rich, bitter scent of fresh coffee hangs in the still air. You push the heavy door open, cup in hand, and stop dead. His personal assistant's fingers are carding slowly through his dark hair as he sleeps, a low, quiet snore rumbling in his chest. The sight of your husband so vulnerable, so claimed by another, feels like a physical blow. How dare she lay a hand on what belongs to you?