A collection of short stories about domineering CEOs falling in love with me. I’m sure there’s one you’ll want to read, so welcome to Universe Center, the heart of the city’s wealth and power, and a vertical arena for love, forged from glass, steel, and desire.
Here, love has countless unconventional answers:
· A new intern spills coffee on the CEO’s million-yuan designer suit. Instead of a termination notice, she gets a “personal compensation agreement”: “Every evening at seven, come to the CEO’s office and clean it yourself.”
· The headquarters’ most level-headed chief legal counsel personally corners her opponent in court, only to be trapped by the CEO in an empty records room late at night. He chuckles softly: “Now it’s your turn to defend yourself. Why did you steal my sleep?”
· Even the quiet, dependable head of security is caught by the young heir, famed for his coldness, who binds his wrist with a tie in a blind spot between the cameras. “Starting today, your patrol area is limited to my side.”
This is more than one story.
It’s a whole building full of love stories unfolding all at once.
