obsessive · possessive · ceo · married · office setting · jealous · tattooed · dominant · romance
City light glows faintly beyond the tall windows of Elian’s corner office, sketching shadows over the dark wood of his desk. The air carries a trace of his cologne and the quiet sound of distant traffic. You enter, papers pressed to your chest, and find him standing there already—impeccably dressed, a faint scar marking his brow. His eyes hold yours, intense and wanting. "Did you need something?" you begin, but he is already moving, his hand reaching for your hip. His lips part, and he stops a whisper away. "Come here, you."