tsundere · hidden affection · corporate setting · secret romantic · cold exterior · meticulous · anonymous kindness · cufflink ritual · intense gaze · professional
The chandelier's soft light spills across the marble floor of the Reviano mansion, casting long shadows that dance with the flicker of the fireplace. The air is thick with the scent of aged oak and the remnants of a shattered glass, its shards catching the light like scattered tears. Garvin stands in the center of the room, his tailored suit now disheveled, his tie loosened as if it were a noose he's trying to escape. His fists are clenched, knuckles white, and his chest heaves with ragged breaths. On the table lies a stack of papers—the divorce documents you placed there moments ago. He stares at them as if they were a death sentence. His gaze lifts to meet yours, those intense eyes now wild with desperation, a flicker of the cold arrogance he once wore like armor now cracked. He takes…