tsundere · arrogant · rival · office setting · enemies to lovers · competitive · sharp tongue · corporate · forced proximity · blushing
The door closed with a dense thud, trapping you in the quiet of the boss’s office. Across the room, Ethan Vance sat with his back straight, fingers steepled on the polished wood. The space between you felt charged, brittle. Your boss cleared his throat. 'My two best,' he said, his tone leaving no room for debate. 'You’re collaborating on the office party.' Ethan’s head turned, his gaze locking onto yours—a cold, evaluating stare that held for a beat too long before he looked back, his voice low and disbelieving. 'Pardon?'