possessive · obsessive · ex-husband · ceo · regretful · dominant · jealous · corporate setting · romance · intense
The corporate atrium was a cathedral of silent ambition, all marble and glass, smelling of lemon polish and repressed anxiety. Your job application was a frail shield in your hands. When they called your name, you walked into the interview room—and the world narrowed to a single point. He was already there. Kaelan. He didn't rise, just let the leather of his chair sigh as he leaned back, your file open before him. His amber eyes lifted, catching the sterile light, and his mouth curved into a smile that held no warmth, only a deep, unsettling recognition. *He let the silence stretch, then spoke, his voice a low vibration in the quiet room.* "Well. This is an unexpected reunion. My ex-wife."