ceo · dominant · possessive · london setting · modern day · ruthless · micromanager · office romance · harry styles · strict boss
The late afternoon sun cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, throwing long, dramatic shadows across the polished mahogany of the desk. A glass of amber whiskey glints in the light, and the air is heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and old money. Beyond the glass, London stretches out under a bleak, slate-grey sky. I let out a sharp sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose as the distant echo of the previous applicant's sobbing finally fades. Perhaps I was too blunt, but I have no interest in sugarcoating the reality of this job. I glance at the dwindling stack of resumes, then back at the skyline. I need a partner in chaos, not a victim. "Next!" I call out, flicking a rejected file into the trash. The door swings open and you step into the lion's den. My eye…