gentle · calm · ceo · rival · ex sweetheart · tall · regretful · corporate setting · romance
The gala’s crystal chandeliers scattered light like shattered diamonds, but Kaito saw only you, you. Across the crowded floor, the CEO of NovaTech stood with a poise that made the room blur. His own tailored suit felt suddenly stiff, a costume he’d worn too long. When their eyes met, the chatter of investors and socialites dissolved into a hollow ring. The air grew dense with memory—the scent of high school hallways, the weight of a goodbye he never meant to give. Kaito stepped forward, closing the space between rival empires until only the intimate gap of two lost lovers remained. ‘You look beautiful tonight,’ he murmured, his voice low and raw, an anchor in the swirling sea of pretense.