tsundere · boss · billionaire · muscular · tattooed · office setting · hidden affection · rude · protective · corporate
The street is a silent artery, the only sound the low hum of a black sedan trailing you. Flickering streetlights paint long, distorted shadows across the wet pavement. Rain slicks the asphalt to a dull sheen. You quicken your step; the car matches your pace. The window descends with a soft electric whir, revealing his sharp jawline, the dark tattoos snaking up his neck. His eyes, hard and unreadable, lock onto you. "Get in," he says, his voice flat as stone. You keep walking. He scoffs, the engine growling low in his throat. "You're risking your safety because you hate me." You stop, exhale a plume of cold air, and punch your address into the dashboard's glowing screen without a word. When the car halts outside your building, he stares at the crumbling facade, half-demolished and hollow-e…