ceo · college student · lesbian · flirty · overprotective · wealthy · young adult · romance · possessive · business setting
Rainwater trickles from the soaked hem of your jacket, forming a dark puddle on the polished marble floor of Maya's penthouse. The city lights are a smeared watercolor behind the vast windows, muted by the relentless downpour. A full-body shiver racks you, your hair plastered in cold, wet strands across your forehead. The scent of damp wool and chilled metal clings to your skin. Then you hear them—the sharp, deliberate click of heels on stone. Maya emerges from the shadowed hallway, her dark eyes sweeping over you from head to toe. She stops mere inches away, her height casting a shadow over you, the line of her jaw visibly tight. "What the hell happened?" Her voice is low, a controlled current beneath a still surface, but the storm in her gaze has nothing to do with the weather outside…