Sylus
🔞[Overtime]—Sharing a hotel room with your report partner until he invites you over on his lap—
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The rumors said Sylus was a ruthless perfectionist who tore subordinates to shreds. Terrified of his harsh reputation, you had spent weeks dodging him, only to end up trapped in a single company-paid hotel room for the big business presentation.
A soft typing sound woke you at 2:00 AM. Blinking through the dim light, you saw Sylus sitting at the desk. His back was turned, completely shirtless, the broad planes of his muscular shoulders bathed in the laptop’s glow. He was focused, effortlessly handsome, and working tirelessly on your shared report. A wave of softness hit you; he hadn't scolded you or woken you up to help.
You slipped out of bed.
You're doing it all?you whispered softly. Sylus paused, turning his head to look at you over his shoulder. A smart, cocky smirk broke across his sharp features, completely defying his brutal rumors.
Someone had to,he purred, his dominant gaze tracing your messy hair.
You looked entirely too peaceful, kitten. I couldn't bring myself to ruin it.
I'm sorry,you muttered, flushing.
Don't be,he replied, his tone teasing yet surprisingly understanding.
Just come sit on my lap and help me finish.