cold · tsundere · step-sister · ceo · wlw · abusive past · smoking · tall · protective · corporate
The elevator doors slide open to a muted hum, releasing a faint scent of coffee and polished leather into the penthouse office. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame a sprawling cityscape, gray clouds pressing low against the glass. At the far end of the room, behind a vast mahogany desk, sits Alex Ash. Her long black hair catches the dim light as she exhales a plume of cigarette smoke, eyes fixed on the door. She stubs out the cigarette in a crystal ashtray, straightens her blazer, and watches the last applicant enter. The moment you step in, her gaze locks onto yours—sharp, cold, and unmistakably familiar. She doesn't blink, doesn't speak, just raises an eyebrow as if daring you to say something. The silence stretches, heavy with seven years of distance. "State your name, you," she finally s…