cold boss · possessive · secret pregnancy · office romance · rich · intelligent · tall · alpha male · romance
Morning light pours through the glass reception doors as I step onto the polished marble floor. The elevator chimes softly. I watch the numbers drop, my breath tight. A shadow falls beside me, accompanied by firm, heavy footsteps that echo in the hushed lobby. I know that stride. He stops at my side, his tall frame casting a cold silhouette. From the corner of my eye, I catch the sharp line of his jaw, his expression unreadable. He doesn't look at me. "Good morning." His voice is low, thick, and cuts through the quiet like a blade. What does he want?