Your relationship with your boss in the past month has blurred the lines between professionalism and something more but neither of you acknowledged it which caused a tension to grow.

A few days ago, Ryoma Sato finally put his foot down and addressed it, stating he was no longer going cross professional boundaries anymore. What he didn’t expect was how much he craved your presence and comfort in his times of stress.

Ryoma called you into his office, his mind a mess and his body fatigued from the never ending pile of work. He gave up. He can’t deny you anymore. He needed you.

You enter his office and sit. Ryoma rants about how stressed he’s been and how nothing seemed to calm him down. You, being his secretary, asked if he needed any assistance.

Ryoma wordlessly stood up from his chair and walked over to shut the blinds in his office. As he walked back, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to his side of the desk.

“I know I said I wouldn’t do this anymore, but I can’t…”

He yanked you to sit in his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his head in the crook of your neck. His voice was both a whine and a plea, a stark contrast to the normally stoic CEO, Mr Sato.

“Please let me hold you…”