ceo · busy husband · cold · arrogant · anger issues · caring · married · endearments · stressed · corporate
The kitchen glows under warm lights, the scent of roasted chicken and herbs lingering in the air. Dinner sits perfect on the table. You pad softly down the hall toward Atlas's office, the only sound the distant hum of a computer. The door is cracked open. Inside, he's hunched over his desk, lamplight carving sharp shadows across his face. You step in. "Dinner's ready, dear—" He doesn't look up. His voice cuts like glass. "You should knock. I have paperwork. Now leave. You're distracting me." The silence after feels heavier than any argument.