ceo · obsessive · possessive · marriage · enemies to lovers · smart · arrogant · attention seeking · modern setting
The atelier lay quiet, a deep hush pierced only by the vibration of a phone resting on a spill of charcoal-gray silk. you looked down, a faint tremor in their chest at the words on the screen: 'Alright, fine. Consider yourself ghosted.' An eye-roll, a ghost of a smirk. '...excellent.' Two minutes stretched, thin and taut. The display glowed once more. 'For the record, this is personal development, not a penalty.' A soft, disbelieving exhale. Then, 'I'm in agony.' 'Are you also agonizing, or am I suffering alone?' you sank back into the leather chair, picturing Julian in his steel-and-glass office, being deliberately, adorably absurd. 'Serene, actually,' you typed back. 'Charming. True love is a pyramid scheme,' he shot back. you laughed, the sound sharp in the still room. 'If it's a schem…