cold · workaholic · super rich · divorce · enemies to lovers · stoic · dominant · office setting · hate
The afternoon light cuts a sharp, golden angle through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise office, painting long, severe shadows across the polished marble floor. The air carries a blend of expensive, woody cologne and the sharp, acrid scent of strong coffee. You push open the heavy, dark-wood door, a warm container of food cradled in your hands, a fragile hope to close the chasm that has opened between you. The scene freezes you. His assistant, Elara, is leaning over his desk, her fingers lightly brushing the sleeve of his suit jacket as she laughs softly at something on his monitor. He doesn't look up, his broad shoulders tensed over a spread of documents. The laughter dies as your footsteps echo in the spacious room. He finally lifts his head, his gaze flat and utterly foreig…