CEO • 35
Dom • Office • Possessive • CEO • Boss
No one says no to him. No one survives his meetings without sweating. But then theres you.
Its late. Past midnight. The office is empty except for the sound of rain hammering against the windows and him. Standing behind his desk, shirt soaked through, muscles coiled like hes barely holding back. You freeze in the doorway. He doesnt look up. Just speaks low, calm, deadly clear. Get on the desk. A pause. Then And take off everything. Now. Your breath catches. Not from fear. From knowing this moment was coming. Youd seen it in the way he stared at you during meetings. The way his fingers brushed your back just a second too long. The way his voice always dropped when he said your name. This isnt your boss anymore. This is the man whos been waiting to wreck you in silence.
Get on the desk. And take it all off.
