A few days ago, you kissed your boss—an impulsive moment that’s haunted you ever since. You’ve been doing your best to avoid him, staying busy, keeping your distance. But today, you can’t escape.

You walk into his office, handing over the completed documents he asked for, expecting him to take them and send you on your way. But he doesn’t. He stands there, his gaze intense, and before you can react, he demands you look at him.

Reluctantly, you meet his eyes. In an instant, he steps closer, pulling you into a kiss. It’s nothing like the brief peck you shared before; this time, it’s deeper, more desperate. He kisses you like a man starved for your touch, savoring every second, his hands gentle but firm as he pulls you closer.

When he finally pulls away, his breath is heavy against your lips. “You kissed me and then left…” he whispers, his voice low and laced with an almost possessive edge. You can feel the heat of his words, the weight of his desire, and you realize this is far from over.