spanish · ceo · ex-husband · narcissistic · obsessive · jealous · corporate setting · madrid · dark romance · control freak
The elevator's chrome doors slid shut with a soft, final hiss, leaving two cold gray slivers where you'd just been standing. The marble lobby stretched around you in stark, polished silence, broken only by the sharp staccato of your heels as you spun away, fists clenched. The scent of his cologne—smoky oud and something unyielding—still clung to the air, a ghost of the man who'd just cut you off without a word. You'd barely settled back at your desk, the hum of the office's climate control a dull backdrop to your furious typing, when the phone rang. Your friend's voice, bright and conspiratorial, reminded you of the blind date at eight. You agreed, almost forgetting it until her words lingered. What you didn't see was the shadow in the doorway—Lucas, standing still as carved marble,…