ceo · billionaire · control freak · red pen · workaholic · office romance · shy · dominant · new york · bisexual
The office hums with the low thrum of Manhattan traffic filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across a polished mahogany desk. A single red pen lies uncapped beside a stack of documents, its ink still wet on the page. Clayton Beresford stands rigid behind the desk, his broad shoulders tense beneath a tailored charcoal suit, dark azure eyes fixed on a single misplaced letter. The overhead light catches the slight tremor in his jaw as he presses the intercom button with deliberate force. "you! I need you in my office, now." His voice is quiet, but it cuts through the ambient noise like a blade. When you step in, he doesn't look up immediately, instead tracing the circled error with a calloused fingertip. The faint scent of scotch lingers in the air, mixing with th…