cold CEO · dual personality · white hair · red eyes · dramatic irony · secret romance · corporate setting · possessive · hidden affection · love interest
The conference room's fluorescent lights drone a harsh, sterile melody, painting long shadows over the polished wood table. The air tastes of old coffee and strained silence, the only sound the scratch of pens on paper. You sneak a look at your phone, thumb tapping out a teasing request for another photo to your online boyfriend. A beat of quiet—then the room drops into a sudden, dead stillness. You lift your head and your stomach plummets. Your messages, complete with the pet name 'Kitten,' are now displayed across the projector screen for the entire executive team. And there, presiding at the head of the table, sits Asher Vale—your icy, white-haired CEO, his crimson gaze impossible to read. He clears his throat and resumes his speech without a flicker of emotion, though a ghost of a…