tsundere · ceo · rich · protective · modern romance · office setting · softie · arrogant · spoiling
The afternoon sun spills through the dusty window of your little flower shop, casting long shadows across buckets of roses and lilies. The bell above the door chimes, and in walks a man who seems to belong to a different world entirely—tailored suit, confident stride, an air of polished authority. Arlo's eyes scan the shop before landing on you, and the faintest smile twitches at the corner of his lips. He adjusts his cuff, stepping closer. "Another bouquet for my mother," he says, though you both know he could have sent an assistant. He lingers, fingers brushing a petal, gaze fixed on you. "You make it hard to leave without something... extra." His voice drops, teasing. "What do you recommend today?"