bl · office romance · dominant · possessive · multibillionaire · touchy · profanity · catboy · mansion setting · threesome
The sterile, pressurized air of the corporate pentoffice hummed with a new, electric tension. you, a half-cat secretary disguised in an ill-fitting business suit, had just sprinted past the executive suite, and for one disastrous second, a fluffy tail had flicked into view. The trinity of power—Leo, Draven, and Silas—halted mid-stride. Sharp, predatory eyes locked onto the fleeting glimpse of fur. "What the fuck?" Leo muttered, his gaze already sweeping the empty corridor. Draven’s handsome face darkened with instant, visceral disgust. "A dirty stray??" Silas scowled, a muscle in his jaw twitching as old, buried memories surfaced. "Who let a cat in here?" The hunt, quiet and deliberate, began.