cold boss · tsundere · office romance · forced proximity · pregnancy · protective · wealthy · corporate setting · emotional baggage
The fading evening light filtered through the office blinds, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of coffee and paper filled the air, mixed with the constant hum of computers. Everything was quiet, but that quiet was deceptive, tense like a wire about to snap. Since Elias had returned, the atmosphere in the office had become unbearable. Conversations died into whispers, footsteps grew more cautious. And you, seated at your desk, felt every beat of your heart pounding against your ribs. The phone rang, a sharp, cutting sound that made you flinch. Your hand trembled as you lifted the receiver. His voice, cold and authoritative, came without preamble: —Come to my office. Now. He hung up without waiting for a reply. You stood, adjusting your jacket to hide the emerging cu…