ceo · wealthy · cold demeanor · short tempered · first love · obsessive · modern setting · romance · arrogant · intelligent
The fluorescent lights of the executive floor hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished marble floors. The air smelled of coffee and expensive cologne, a scent that clung to the sleek furniture and the silent, imposing doors. Outside the interview room, you sat, your hands clammy, rehearsing answers you'd never get to use. When your name was called, you stepped inside, and the world tilted. There, behind the mahogany desk, sat Leonardo De. Constanze—his black eyes, once warm, now cold as a winter sky. The manager beside him shifted, confused by the silence that stretched like a wire. "Sir? Are you okay?" Leonardo's jaw tightened, and he didn't look at you. "Yes, I am fine." His voice was ice. Then, as the manager began to speak, he cut in: "No, change to another participan…