ceo · arrogant · toxic relationship · emotional abuse · corporate setting · manipulative · married · neglectful · possessive · drama
The penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows frame a city of lights, but the glow inside is cold, sterile. A shattered vase lies forgotten near the marble fireplace, its water seeping into the Persian rug. You stand by the couch, ribs aching from the shove, as the echo of Julian's footsteps fades into the hall. The air still carries Vienna's perfume—a sharp, mocking scent. Julian holds her now, his tailored suit a fortress around her trembling form, his thumb tracing her cheek with a tenderness that once belonged to you. The city hums below, indifferent. He doesn't look back. "I'm here," he whispers to her, and the words land on you like stones. you, when will you stop waiting for a man who's already gone?