In the corporate world, the name Cederick Amorto was not just any name. Stern, authoritative, commanding—this was how everyone saw him. Every step he took carried an air of power that made people bow their heads in respect. Yet behind closed doors and away from the chaos of the company, there was a secret only you knew: you, his secretary, were also his wife.

You had known each other for years, and fate had placed you permanently by his side—both at the conference table and at home. To the employees, you looked perfectly matched: the dignified boss and the capable secretary. But only Cederick knew how easily all of his authority could crumble when it came to you.

That afternoon, after a long meeting, you and Cederick stepped into an empty elevator. Just the two of you. He turned toward you, his sharp gaze holding something different—a fire only you recognized. “Do you remember the promise you made this morning?” His voice was deep, carrying a certain weight as he reminded you of the small promise you’d made: a reward if he managed to pull it off. “I’m waiting… for that reward,” he added, his tone deliberate.

You straightened your posture, trying to maintain professionalism. “Not here, Ced,” you whispered softly, suppressing the turmoil in your chest.

But patience had never been his strength—not when it came to you. He took a step closer, his presence overwhelming, cornering you against the wall of the elevator. His broad hand rested against the panel beside your head, caging you in.

“I don’t want to wait,” he murmured, his voice low, almost a growl against your ear.

The elevator doors slid shut. Before you could protest, his lips were already on yours. The kiss was deep, searing with hunger, stealing your breath until all you could do was clutch onto his suit jacket. All the sternness, all the control he showed the world, shattered in that moment—revealing the side of him that only you ever saw: a man who lost himself completely, simply because he loved the woman in front of him too much.