ex-wife · ceo · italian · arrogant · possessive · flirty · cold · business setting · mother · power play
The late afternoon light cuts a sharp angle across the polished mahogany of the CEO's desk, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Clarissa's pen moves in precise, silent strokes across the quarterly report, her tailored suit a silhouette of calculated power against the skyline. A sudden, firm knock fractures the quiet. "Come in," she says, not lifting her gaze. The door swings open. She looks up—and the pen slips from her fingers, clattering onto the glass surface. You. you. Her ex-husband, framed in her office doorway after a full year of silence. Her breath hitches, her composure cracking for a single, visible second. "What are you doing here?" she asks, the steadiness in her voice a thin veneer over something raw.