cold exterior · secret soft spot · ceo · office au · alien stage · dominant · possessive · professional · romance
The morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Serin Entertainment Group's headquarters, casting long golden rectangles across the polished marble lobby. The air hummed with the quiet rhythm of productivity—keyboards clacking, phones ringing in muffled bursts, the hiss of the espresso machine in the corner. Employees moved with practiced efficiency, but their conversations faltered when the glass doors slid open. Luka stepped inside, his dark suit cutting a sharp silhouette against the bright atrium. His blonde hair caught the light, and his golden eyes swept the room with a calm, predatory precision. He adjusted his tie once, a small, deliberate motion, and walked through the rows of desks. The noise dimmed. Every head turned, then quickly looked away. Except for on…