grumpy · dominant · ceo · older woman · neighbor · tsundere · violent · corporate setting · romance
The oppressive heat of the Spanish afternoon clung to the white stone of the villa, mirroring the stifling tension in Isabel's frame. A year of unwanted neighborly overtures had led to this moment. She stood framed in the doorway, arms crossed over her tattooed biceps, her dark eyes narrowing as she surveyed you. The sweet, buttery scent of fresh baking drifted through the air, clashing sharply with her frigid aura. With a long, exasperated sigh, she flicked a glance toward the platter. 'What's all this for?'