Signed by desires

Prologue

Prologue: Signed by Desires

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow over the luxury hotel as Boss and Noeul stepped inside. The opulence of the lobby was undeniable—gleaming marble floors, extravagant chandeliers, and the faint scent of jasmine wafting through the air. This venue was set to host a pivotal partnership for CKM, and Boss’s icy demeanor reflected his determination to keep things under wraps.

Beside him, Noeul moved with practiced professionalism, his expression carefully neutral. As Boss’s secretary, he was no stranger to high-stakes environments, yet there was an unmistakable tension lingering in the air. Boss, a figure of authority, commanded attention without uttering a word, his presence both intimidating and magnetic.

They were soon greeted by Sam, the hotel assistant, whose charm was as smooth as the polished floors. “Welcome to the Crown Luxe Hotel! We’re thrilled to have you both,” he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “I think you’ll be blown away by what we have to offer.”

Boss nodded, his gaze sweeping the lobby with cold precision.

As they began their tour, Sam led them through the lobby, his voice animated as he highlighted the hotel’s accolades. “We just received five stars from the travel guide, and our restaurant has been nominated for the best culinary experience in the region,” he bragged, casting a sidelong glance at Noeul. “You’re going to love the chef’s special. It’s nothing short of divine.”

Boss’s expression remained inscrutable.

As they approached the grand ballroom, Sam continued to boast about the hotel’s features. “This space can accommodate up to five hundred guests! It’s perfect for high-profile events,” he said, gesturing grandly. “Just imagine the buzz when CKM hosts its next party here.”

“Let’s make sure it meets our needs,” Boss stated flatly, his tone brokering no argument. His dark eyes flickered to Noeul, who smiled politely at Sam’s banter, keeping his demeanor professional despite the flirtation.

Sam leaned in closer to Noeul. “And if you need someone to help plan the event, I’m your guy. I have a knack for making things unforgettable,” he said, his tone dripping with innuendo.

Boss stepped forward, his presence a stark contrast to Sam’s casual charm. “You’re getting a bit too much attention from him,” he said, his voice low and edged with an intensity that hinted at deeper emotions.

They passed by the rooftop terrace, where the view of the city skyline was breathtaking. Sam stepped out onto the terrace, arms spread wide. “And this is our pride and joy! Just look at this view! Perfect for mingling and networking,” he said, flashing a flirtatious grin at Noeul. “I can already picture you charming the guests up here.”

Noeul felt a wave of discomfort wash over him but forced himself to respond. “It is stunning,” he agreed, his voice steady. “The atmosphere would certainly enhance our guests’ experience.”

Boss’s eyes narrowed slightly at Sam’s lingering gaze on Noeul. “Let’s not waste time,” he said, the words measured yet carrying an unspoken weight that hung in the air.

Throughout the tour, Boss remained an unyielding presence, his dark eyes scanning the surroundings with cold detachment. He barely acknowledged Sam’s comments, yet Noeul could sense the simmering tension beneath the surface. Each flirty remark from Sam drew Boss’s gaze, a silent challenge that felt almost palpable.

After an exhausting tour, Noeul suggested a break. “We’ve traveled quite a distance and could use some time to recharge before diving into more discussions,” he proposed, hoping to regain some control over the day. The others nodded in agreement, and they were led to a private meeting room.

As they entered, Boss strode in first, his commanding presence filling the space. Noeul followed, closing the door behind him. He turned to Boss, attempting to lighten the mood. “Would you like me to order something for you?”

Before he could finish, Boss stepped forward, pinning Noeul against the wall with a swift, calculated movement. The sudden intensity caught Noeul off guard, and he gasped, “What’s gotten into you?”

Boss leaned in, his breath hot against Noeul’s skin. “You seemed to enjoy Sam’s attention a little too much,” he said, his voice low and edged with an ambiguity that sent shivers down Noeul's spine.

Taken aback, Noeul stammered, “I was just being professional!” But the protest died in his throat as Boss’s lips grazed his neck, igniting a rush of conflicting emotions. “This isn’t—”

Boss pressed a lingering kiss against the sensitive skin just below Noeul’s ear, marking him in a way that blurred the lines of their relationship. His mouth moved lower, trailing soft kisses along the curve of Noeul’s neck, leaving a dark bruise that would be visible to anyone who looked closely.

Stunned, Noeul pushed Boss away, his breathing uneven. “We still have to explore more,” he insisted, trying to regain control of the situation. He turned toward the large mirror hanging on the wall, only to gasp at the dark mark blooming on his neck—a blatant reminder of their encounter. “What the hell did you do?”

Boss merely shrugged, an unreadable expression crossing his face as he stepped back, creating an undeniable line between them again.

Noeul glared at him through the mirror, frustration boiling within him. The tension in the room was palpable, a mix of anger and something more dangerous, leaving Noeul feeling both vulnerable and exhilarated.

Just then, their phones buzzed, cutting through the charged atmosphere. The hotel staff was calling them back to continue the tour. With a resigned sigh, Noeul adjusted his collar in a futile attempt to hide the bruise, aware that the moment was slipping away.

As they rejoined Sam and the others, the assistant’s eyes immediately locked onto Noeul’s neck. “Looks like someone had a little fun on the trip,” Sam said, his tone teasing, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

Noeul felt the heat rush to his cheeks, but Boss stepped in with a sharp glance. “Let’s stay on task. We have work to do.”

They continued their tour, moving from room to room, discussing logistics, but Noeul couldn’t shake the feeling of Sam’s lingering gaze, nor could he ignore the tension that crackled between him and Boss.

Whatever this was—whatever they had just crossed into—it was far from professional. The dance between duty and desire had only just begun, and Noeul could sense that the boundaries were shifting, leading them into uncharted territory that promised to complicate everything.

----------Author's Note:

Thank you for diving into the world of Signed by Desires! I hope you found the dynamic between Boss and Noeul intriguing and full of tension. Their relationship is anything but straightforward, filled with complexities that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

Are you ready to explore the depths of their professional boundaries and the emotions that linger just beneath the surface? This story promises twists, turns, and plenty of surprises as their paths intertwine in unexpected ways.

Stay tuned for the upcoming chapters as we unravel the mystery of their connection. You won’t want to miss what happens next!