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37: Salt, Steam, and Surprises

Author: A.H. Hassan
last update publish date: 2025-11-04 14:52:37

Vorian’s POV

The couch is warm beneath us.

Zephyr’s head rests on my chest.

His breath is slow.

My fingers trace his back. Soft circles.

The ocean waves crash outside. Steady. Calm.

The house is quiet. Dark. Perfect. Salt air drifts in.

The windows are open wide. Stars shine bright.

I kiss his hair. Soft.

“Shower,” I say.

My voice is low. Tired.

He smiles. His eyes sparkle.

“With you?” he asks. His voice is playful.

“Always,” I say. I grin.

“Unless you want cold water alone.”

He laug
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    Zephyr's POV The lock is still turned. Silas is gone. The office is quiet except for the low hum of the city outside the windows. Vorian sits behind his desk, shoulders tight, jaw set. The anger from the board meeting still sits on him like a second skin. His tie is still perfectly knotted. His shirt is still crisp. He looks every bit the CEO who just walked out of a fight without losing.I walk around the desk slowly. He looks up at me. I do not give him time to speak.“Stand up,” I say.He looks at me and raises his eyebrows but stands up anyway. I push him back against the desk hard enough that the papers shift. A pen rolls off the edge and hits the floor. My hands go to his tie. I pull it loose, then yank it free from his collar. The silk slides through my fingers.“Turn around,” I say.He turns. I take both of his wrists and pull them behind his back. I wrap his own tie around them tight and knot it. He tests the binding once. It holds. His shoulders tense, but he does not ask

  • Bound By The Desk    77: Locked Door

    Vorian's POV The board meeting ends with the usual polite words and closed folders. I stand first. Zephyr and Silas rise with me. We walk out of the room without speaking to anyone. The hallway feels longer than usual. The polished floor reflects the cold overhead lights, and the air smells faintly of paper and coffee that’s been sitting too long. People step aside when they see my face. I do not look at them.We go straight to my office. The hallway cameras blink as we pass. I wait until both of them are inside, then I close the door and turn the lock. The click sounds loud in the quiet room. It echoes once against the glass walls before the sound deadens. I walk to my desk and rest both hands on the wood. The grain is cool under my palms. For a few seconds none of us speak. The only noise is the low hum of the building’s HVAC and the distant traffic twenty floors down.“You both saw it,” I say.Zephyr nods. “Yes,” he says. “The red envelope fell from Miles’s folder.”Silas leans

  • Bound By The Desk    76: The Boardroom

    Zephyr’s POV The morning air feels heavier than usual when we walk into NexusVibe. Vorian and I arrive at the same time, but we keep a careful distance in the lobby. People already whisper near the elevators. Their eyes follow Vorian longer than normal. I keep my face calm and walk two steps behind him the way a secretary should. Two junior staff members stop talking the moment we pass. One of them looks at me and then quickly looks away. The whole building already knows something is different today.Silas is already waiting in Vorian’s office when we step inside. He closes the door behind us and lets out a long breath. The office feels smaller than usual. The city outside the windows looks grey and cold.“Miles forced the meeting,” Silas says. “Nine o’clock. Emergency session. Official reason is leadership concerns and recent public speculation about the CEO.”Vorian loosens his tie a little. “Of course he did,” he says.I set my tablet on the desk. “How many board members already

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  • Bound By The Desk    73: Mama Knows

    Vorian's POV “Vorian,” my mom calls out. Her voice is small and shaky. “Come to the kitchen. We need to talk.”I set Lila down. I stand. I follow her.The kitchen is warm. The oven light is on. Mom leans on the counter. She looks at me.“Is it true?” she asks.I wait in the doorway. The floor is chilly beneath my socks and causes my feet to feel numb after a long day. The scent of baked chicken still lingers in the room, blended with garlic and a little rosemary from dinner. Mom’s fingers grip the counter edge tightly. Her joints are pale from gripping so tight. Her eyes are swollen and puffy. Tears stay on her lashes.She inhales gentle and trembling, her shoulders lift and drop as if she is trying to keep calm. The timepiece on the wall clicks softly behind her. The house feels very silent following all the noise at the table. I wait. I do not move. I let her have the moment she needs.“Yes,” I say.She breathes in sharp. The sound is loud in the quiet kitchen. She looks away and l

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