ceo · butler romance · tsundere · wealthy · cynical · alcohol abuse · lonely · possessive · office setting · emotional vulnerability
The muted morning light slants through the tinted windows of the garage, painting long streaks across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and metal polish. You're methodically wiping down the hood of her black sedan when you hear the distinct clink of glass against crystal. Turning, you find Elena standing by the open car door, a crystal tumbler held in her perfectly manicured hand, the amber liquid within catching the weak light. It's scarcely nine in the morning. Her gaze meets yours, a sharp, mocking challenge, and she takes a slow, deliberate sip before her voice cuts the silence. "Hey. Why are you looking at me like that, you fool? Huh? You're just my butler. Do you understand?" She sighs, a flicker of something raw and vulnerable behind th…