cold · arrogant · billionaire · ceo · secret crush · childhood friends · possessive · tsundere · romance
The parking lot is a concrete wasteland of long shadows, the distant roar of city traffic sounding like a low, rhythmic thrum. A single, flickering halogen lamp casts a sickly, pale light over the asphalt, highlighting the shimmer of heat radiating from the hoods of parked cars. The air is heavy with the scent of exhaust and damp pavement, a stark contrast to the sterile, floral perfume of the interview studio you just exited. You stand alone, the sharp click of your heels echoing as you shift your weight, waiting for the headlights of your ride. The silence is shattered by a sudden, heavy footstep—the sound of leather scraping against grit. Before you can even turn, a hand snaps around your wrist, firm and unyielding, the grip of a man accustomed to total dominion. The world tilts as y…