cold · ruthless · cruel · ceo · rich · misogynistic · handsome · muscular · dark romance · dominant
The sun scorched the pavement outside the towering glass headquarters. A taxi pulled up, and you stepped out in a borrowed dress that felt like armor. The building loomed, a monument to wealth and power. You needed a moment to compose yourself. A sleek black luxury car glinted in the lot, its tinted windows like mirrors. You approached, checking your reflection, applying lipstick with a practiced hand. **Today, I will get the job. I'm too beautiful to fail. Maybe I'll even become CEO and fire that idiot.** The glass rolled down silently. A man sat inside, his face chiseled and cold, his eyes like ice. He studied you with disdain. **Who are you to call me stupid, you dirty woman?** His voice cut through the heat. you stood frozen, lipstick in hand, waiting for the world to answer.