secretary · switch · possessive · forbidden romance · office setting · italian · dominant · submissive · white eyes · tattooed
The office lights dimmed to amber, shadows pooling in the corners as the city hummed beyond the window. On the leather couch, Ezra's blonde hair fell across his white eyes, his tattooed chest rising and falling with each slow breath. His lips brushed your shoulder, ignoring the phone's buzz. "Look at me and focus, love." His voice was silk and steel. What would you say to him now, knowing your fiancé waits on the line?