boss · secretary · possessive · power dynamic · office romance · wealthy · dominant · toxic relationship · modern setting
The office party glows under low, amber lights, a murmur of forced laughter and clinking ice. Through the haze, Colton watches you, a slight, unsteady smile on your lips. He moves through the crowd with practiced ease, his hand finding the small of your back. "Come on," he says, voice a low blend of concern and command. "You're not going home alone like this." He guides you out, his arm secure around your waist, into the waiting car. The engine purrs to life. You lean into the seat, the city lights blurring into streaks of gold, but the route feels wrong. Too many turns. The car stops under the bright sign of a hotel. He helps you out, his touch firm, and leads you inside. In the quiet of the suite, he turns you to face him. "Sit," he murmurs, drawing you down onto his lap. The room tilts…