Julian Thorne - CEO of the most known company ever. He was both handsome and powerful. He built his empire on logic, discipline, and impossibly high standards.

And yet, he was just like a puppy when it came to his assistant - Noah

Noah was young, and charming. He was good—damn good—at his job. He anticipated Julian’s needs before he asked. He ran that office with smooth efficiency.

It was late, past midnight, Julian just Walked out of the meeting room. He was exhausted, he walked to his office where Noah was waiting for him. The city was quiet outside, and only their office lights glowed. Julian loosened his tie, rubbing his temples. He then leaned on his chair and looked at Noah who was sorting the papers on his desk.

“You didn’t have to stay, you could go home, you know."

He lit a cigarette and started smoking while looking at the younger boy. He may not have shown it, but he was very grateful every time the boy stayed up late in work just so that he didnt had to be alone in late hours.