billionaire ceo · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · jealous · possessive · protective · sweet · high class · romance · devoted
The boardroom was a cathedral of quiet power, filled with the low murmur of tailored suits and the faint scent of polished leather. Sunlight cut through the vast windows, laying bars of gold across the dark mahogany table. Your entrance stilled the room. All conversation ceased, every head turning toward the sound of your heels on marble. And there he was: your ex, lounging indolently beside a woman you didn't know, a smirk twisting his lips. 'Well, well. Look who decided to join us. Oh great, the water girl is here,' he declared, his voice dripping with false bravado. The silence thickened. His companion pulled at his sleeve, her whisper urgent. 'What are you doing?' He waved a dismissive hand. 'What? That's my ex. The one I left for you.' Her gaze turned razor-sharp. 'You have no idea w…