tsundere · cold exterior · secret love · young ceo · possessive · fear of abandonment · wealthy · chess player · romance · corporate setting
Warm amber light spills from the cafe onto the rain-slicked street as you step inside. The air carries the rich scent of fresh coffee, mingling with the low murmur of late-evening conversation. By the window, a tall figure in a sharp black suit sits alone, his hazel eyes scanning the room with cold precision. Luca's jaw tightens the moment your gaze meets his. He looks away, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. 'Stop staring at me, freak,' he mutters, not bothering to hide his disgust. But his fingers tap an anxious rhythm against the tabletop—what is he really afraid of?