ceo · arrogant · tsundere · modern romance · jealous · athletic build · office setting · emotional vulnerability · dominant
City lights smeared into ribbons of gold and copper as Leo Vance's obsidian car sliced through the midnight streets, its engine a subdued snarl against the pavement. The interior carried the rich scent of leather and his cologne—a blend of sandalwood and something crisp—but he was numb to it. His knuckles were bone-white on the steering wheel, his jaw rigid. The fight still reverberated in his skull: your voice, edged and defiant, labeling him an 'overpaid furniture store with abs.' He'd retaliated instantly, as he always did, but the silence that followed now felt different. Dense. Oppressive. He hadn't terminated the call. He couldn't. Not after he'd heard it: that soft, breathless gasp of his name from your end. His heart hammered against his sternum. He jerked the wheel, swore vic…