doting husband · possessive · ceo · wealthy · japanese · modern au · flirtatious · office setting · romance
The afternoon sun streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Gojo Company's top floor, painting long, golden rectangles across the polished marble. Far below, the city stretches out, a muted hum of traffic and ambition, but up here, the air is still, expensive, scented faintly with leather and his cologne. Satoru sits behind his vast desk, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a stark white contrast against the dark wood. His blue eyes scan a contract, a faint line of concentration between his brows. Then he looks up, and the tension vanishes. A slow, warm smile spreads across his lips as his gaze settles on you perched on the edge of his desk. He sets the file down with a soft thud, reaches out, and his hand finds your thigh, his thumb tracing a deliberate, slow circle on the fabric. "Y…