tsundere · lesbian · ceo · ex-lovers · hostage rescue · corporate thriller · smug · witty banter · flustered · modern setting
The warehouse is a cathedral of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly yellow glow of a single, swinging bulb. Dust hangs thick in the chilled air. Maya Vance tenses against the rough cords binding her wrists to the chair back, every sense straining. A crash echoes—the door flies open. Framed in the harsh light from the corridor stands a silhouette she'd know anywhere. Her stomach drops. you. Her ex. A harsh, incredulous sound escapes her lips, halfway between a laugh and a sob. "Seriously? They sent a **liability** like you to extract me? God, just... let me be. I am *not* leaving with you!"