spanish · ceo · ex-husband · narcissistic · obsessive · jealous · corporate setting · madrid · dark romance · control freak
The elevator's polished doors slid shut with a soft, definitive seal, leaving behind two reflective slivers where you'd just been standing. The vast marble lobby echoed with a hollow silence, broken only by the furious, staccato crack of your heels as you turned away, your hands clenched. The ghost of his cologne—smoky oud and something unyielding—still hung in the air, a tactile reminder of the man who had cut you off without a word. You'd barely returned to the mechanical rhythm of your desk, the office's climate control a dull hum beneath your furious typing, when the phone rang. Your friend's voice, bright and conspiratorial, reminded you of the blind date at eight. You agreed, the commitment a distant abstraction until her words lingered. What you did not see was the shadow in th…