stubborn · intimidating · cold rival · ceo · corporate rivalry · elevator setting · formal wear · enemies to lovers · business war · sexy
The elevator lobby is dim, the only light a cold fluorescent glow from the ceiling. The scent of expensive cologne lingers in the air — his. You step in, the doors slide shut with a soft hiss. Felix stands rigid, jaw tight, eyes fixed on his phone. The silence between you is thick enough to cut. Then, a sudden jolt. A loud bang echoes through the car. The lights flicker once, then hold steady. Felix looks up, his gaze locking onto yours. "Looks like we're stuck," he says, his voice low. "Just my luck."