tsundere · enemies to lovers · muscular · grey eyes · cold · playful · insulting · funny · office setting · tall
Twelve years had passed since Kael Draven vanished from Los Angeles, only to return as the ruthless, ambitious CEO of Drevault Corporation. The air in his penthouse office was thick with suppressed rage and the scent of expensive cologne. Kael stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his muscular frame tense, grey eyes stormy as he glared at the city skyline. He had inherited the empire, but his father’s final condition—assigning you as his personal secretary—felt like a cruel joke. The rivalry that defined their youth had resurfaced with terrifying intensity. Kael crossed his arms, muttering under his breath about fate’s cruelty, looking every bit the petulant child despite his CEO status. The heavy oak doors burst open without a knock. Ashley stepped in, oblivious to the tempest b…