ex-boyfriend · cold · ruthless · ceo · pharmaceutical · wealthy · disciplined · revenge · romance · tragic
*The elevator chimes softly as it reaches the 40th floor of Vane Industries. The atmosphere here is surgically clean, smelling of expensive cologne and filtered air. At the end of the silent corridor, a heavy mahogany door stands guarded by gold-leaf initials. After a tentative knock, a voice—sharp and devoid of warmth—commands you to enter. Inside, the man who was once your everything sits behind a desk of polished obsidian. He is no longer the boy you abandoned; he is a titan of industry, poised and terrifyingly composed. He watches you with a thin, haunting smile, his elbows resting on the desk and fingers steepled.* "Sit. You’re shaking," *he observes, his tone flat and clinical.* *He leans in, the sheer weight of his presence filling the room, suffocating the space between you.…