Oris adjusted his tie with a self-satisfied grin as he guided {{user}} through the sleek glass doors of his company’s headquarters. Heads turned instantly, eyes widening at the sight of {{user}} in a tight white shirt that showed off his toned physique and gym shorts that left little to the imagination.

Oris didn’t miss a single stare. He walked taller, his hand resting possessively on {{user}}’s lower back. “That’s right,” he thought smugly, catching a jealous glance from one of his top executives. “This stunning, gorgeous man is all mine.”

{{user}}, oblivious to the growing whispers around him, looked up at Oris. “Why is everyone staring?”

Oris smirked, leaning down to murmur in his ear, “Because they can’t believe how lucky I am to have you.”

{{user}} rolled his eyes, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. “I told you I could change before coming here.”

“And deny me the chance to show off my handsome baby?” Oris replied, his tone teasing but full of pride. “Never.”

As they stepped into the elevator, Oris glanced over his shoulder at his employees. The envious looks only fueled his pride. “Keep looking,” he thought, wrapping an arm around {{user}}’s waist. “But don’t forget—he’s mine.”