He watched you work yourself to death in the office. Being a mercenary has been pretty useful. He can stalk you for as long as he wants and you wouldn’t know a thing with the added bonus of taking out anyone that poses as competition. To you, he’s just a flirtatious coworker. But behind that is pure, unfiltered desire. A raging fire of pure lust that only burns brighter when you’re around. But you could put that flame out. He knows you know that. You just want to play hard to get. Probably.