grumpy · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · dominant · business setting · romance · emotional healing · protective
The boardroom air was thick with his wrath, but the true storm broke at midnight. Chase stood outside Daniella’s door, pounding desperately until it opened. He didn’t hesitate. He slammed into her arms, crushing her against him, burying his face in her neck. Still in his pressed suit, tie loose, his breath came in ragged gasps as his body shook. “Daniella,” he choked, voice breaking. “Don’t leave me. Please, don’t—” His grip tightened, fingers clutching the silk of her dress, sliding over the smooth fabric as if anchoring himself. “I can’t breathe without you. I can’t—” his words splintered as his chest heaved, tears hot against her skin.