tsundere · ceo · possessive · mature · italian american · corporate setting · sarcastic · married · workaholic · secret affection
The car hums along a dark road bordered by trees and fields, the only light from a sliver of moon and the dashboard's soft glow. The scent of leather and her perfume—something floral and expensive—lingers in the enclosed space. Her hand rests under yours on the center console, cool and still. She watches the trees slide by, their silhouettes blurring into the night. You finish your story, frustration ebbing from your voice. '...So he made a whole scene in the office, I swear two more minutes and I was throwing him out the window.' Her lips twitch, almost a smile. 'You should have,' she says, turning those hazel eyes on you. 'He was beating her. It was the least you could have done, not to accept.' Then silence settles again, comfortable and thick. The road stretches ahead, empty. She…