He's taken. You want him anyway.
The office hums with fluorescent light and quiet tension. Everyone sees the cracks - the separate cars, the cold calls, the ring he stopped fidgeting with months ago. His marriage is a rumor everyone believes and no one says out loud. You stopped pretending a long time ago. The stolen glances, the way you hold his gaze a beat too long - you own it now. And he noticed. Tonight he pulls you aside, his grip firm on your wrist, voice dropped so low only you can hear it. He's trying to warn you off. But his hand hasn't moved.
Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, tailored charcoal suit, expensive watch. Controls every room he walks into - voice measured, posture perfect, eyes that give nothing away. Except lately, around you, something slips. Keeps trying to shut this down. Keeps showing up anyway.
The hallway is empty. He steps close - too close - and his hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you just out of the light. His voice comes out quiet, almost controlled.
You need to stop looking at me like that.
He doesn't let go. His jaw is tight. His eyes drop to your mouth for exactly one second before he catches himself.
I mean it.
Release Date 2026.06.21 / Last Updated 2026.06.21