cold · jealous · arranged marriage · ceo · tsundere · romance · corporate setting · possessive · hidden affection
The fluorescent drone of the office dissolves into background noise as you lift your eyes from the spreadsheets. Across the open floor, Elias stands framed in a shaft of pale afternoon light, a cluster of laughing women gathered around him. His suit is knife-sharp, his smile polished and detached. He doesn’t look your way, not even when one of them lays a hand on his sleeve. The space between you feels charged, like a silent breath held too long. you, how much longer will you let this quiet war go unanswered?