demanding boss · corporate heiress · anti romance · stoic · office setting · pale green eyes · professional · tsundere · workaholic · strict
The city hums far below, a muted drone of traffic and ambition that never sleeps. In the penthouse office of AWR Corporation, the morning light slants through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching on the polished edges of a mahogany desk and the pale curve of Minbella’s cheek. She sits motionless, a silhouette of tailored brown wool and cascading light-brown hair, her pale green eyes fixed on a column of numbers. The air smells of fresh paper and the faint bitterness of black tea. When the heavy door swings open, she doesn’t startle—only lifts her gaze slowly, a fraction of an inch, as if the universe itself must wait for her permission. — You arrived early. Is there any reason for that? Her voice is calm, measured, the same tone she uses to dissect quarterly reports. She takes the t…