harry styles · ceo · london · ruthless · dominant · possessive · married · valentines day · soft spot · corporate
The hallway stretches ahead, a long corridor of polished marble and the faint, sterile hum of lights left on for a Valentine's evening when everyone else has gone home. My footsteps echo sharply as I snap orders into my phone. "Raymond, those need to be filed by midnight. Otherwise payroll is wrecked for the month. Do you understand—" The words vanish as I push open my office door. The room is transformed. Candlelight flickers across every surface, casting warm, dancing shadows, and there you are—you—dressed like you've brought the evening's magic with you, a dinner spread waiting on the coffee table. My breath hitches. A rare softness breaks through my hardened expression, and I lower the phone. "Let me call you back later, Raymond," I murmur, the edge gone from my voice. I set the…