The Boss Wants Me After Hours

MM Boss/Employee Romance
by Jace Wilder

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Pairing: MM

Heat: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Inferno

Length: ~99,000 words

Tropes: Boss/Employee, Age Gap (38/27), Office Romance, Power Dynamics, Forbidden Romance, Forced Proximity, Slow Burn, Praise Kink, Dominant Boss, Touch Him and Die

He said “stay.” He meant everything.

Adrian Cross doesn’t break rules. He writes them. As CEO of Cross & Mercer Capital, he runs his firm with the same precision he runs his life — controlled, disciplined, untouchable. He hasn’t let anyone close in six years. He doesn’t plan to start now.

Liam Carter wasn’t hired to be a problem. He was hired to close the firm’s biggest deal. He’s sharp, ambitious, and not easily intimidated — which is exactly what makes him dangerous. Because Liam doesn’t shrink under Adrian’s gaze. He holds it. Longer than he should. Longer than either of them can pretend is professional.

It starts with a late night. A closed door. A hand on a shoulder that stays one second too long. It becomes after-hours meetings that have nothing to do with work, rules that get broken before the ink dries, and a desk that will never be just a desk again.

Adrian sets conditions: after hours only, no one can know, no labels. Liam has one condition of his own: when you want me, say it out loud.

But the walls between professional and personal are made of glass — and everyone can see through glass. With a corporate rival building a case against them and a billion-dollar merger hanging in the balance, they’ll have to decide what matters more: the career they’ve built, or the man they can’t stop wanting.

You’ll love this book if you enjoy:

✅ Controlled, dominant boss who unravels for one person
✅ Employee who refuses to be intimidated (or disposable)
✅ “Stay late” energy that turns into “stay forever”
✅ Glass-walled office tension (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ — graphic, explicit, emotional)
✅ Ten distinct sex scenes with escalating power dynamics
✅ A corporate rival who keeps the stakes sky-high
✅ HEA guaranteed

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⚠️ Content Warning: This novel contains explicit sexual content (graphic MM scenes including oral, anal, rimming, edging, and power exchange dynamics), strong language, workplace power imbalance, references to childhood emotional neglect, and corporate antagonism. Intended for readers 18+.

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Chapter One

The elevator smells like money.

Not literally — though I wouldn’t put it past Cross & Mercer to pump some bespoke blend of Italian leather and ambition through the ventilation system. It’s subtler than that. It’s in the silence. The polished steel walls. The way the floor numbers climb without a sound, like even the building knows better than to make noise above the thirtieth floor.

I straighten my tie for the fourth time. It’s a good tie — navy, slim knot, bought specifically for this job because my old ties looked like something a substitute teacher would wear to a funeral. I need to stop touching it. Confident people don’t fidget with their ties. Confident people ride elevators to the fortieth floor of Midtown high-rises like they’ve done it a thousand times.

I’ve done it zero times.

The doors open.

The reception area of Cross & Mercer Capital is all glass and clean lines — a long marble desk, a woman behind it who looks like she was cast from a catalog for people who’ve never had a bad hair day, and beyond her, an open floor plan that stretches toward walls of windows with a view of Manhattan that could make a grown man weep. Analysts at sleek desks. Conference rooms like terrariums. And at the far end, a corner office with the blinds half-drawn, glowing warm against the gray morning.

“Liam Carter?” the receptionist says. Not a question, really. She already knows. She has a badge waiting.

“That’s me.”

“Jordan will be right out. Welcome to Cross & Mercer.”

She says it the way people say have a nice flight when you’re boarding a plane in a thunderstorm. Polite. Inevitable. Mildly ominous.

I clip the badge to my jacket and try not to look like I’m memorizing every square foot of the place, which I absolutely am. Two years at Harmon Strauss taught me plenty — how to build financial models at three in the morning, how to survive on caffeine and spite, how to smile at managing directors who took credit for my work. What it didn’t teach me was how to be in a room like this and feel like I belong.

I’ll figure that part out.

Adrian Cross is not what I expected.

I’d done my research, obviously. You don’t walk into a firm like this without Googling the CEO until your eyes bleed. I’d read the profiles. Columbia MBA. Founded the firm at thirty. Forbes “40 Under 40” years ago. There were photos — corporate headshots, charity gala candids, one grainy shot from some finance conference in Zurich. In all of them, he looked like a man who’d been carved from discipline. Sharp jaw. Dark hair. Eyes that gave absolutely nothing away.

The photos didn’t prepare me.

He’s standing at the head of the conference table, one hand resting flat on the surface, the other holding a pen he’s not writing with. He’s tall — taller than the photos suggested, six-two at least — and lean in a way that’s less about vanity and more about efficiency. Dark suit, no tie. White shirt, top button undone. His hair is shorter than the photos, touched with gray at the temples in a way that shouldn’t work as well as it does.

But it’s not his appearance that stops me.

It’s the way he’s dismantling someone.

Through the glass, I can’t hear the words, but I don’t need to. A man across the table is shrinking in real time. Adrian isn’t yelling. He isn’t even gesturing. He’s speaking quietly, and every sentence lands like a precisely placed incision.

My first thought, clear as glass: He’s brilliant.

My second thought, less welcome and significantly more dangerous: Fuck.

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