grumpy · tsundere · possessive · jealous · office romance · age gap · insecure · boss's son · dark romance
The late afternoon sun sliced through the half-drawn blinds of the living room, illuminating dust motes swirling in the heavy air. The scent of stale coffee and the distant hum of traffic did little to cut through the tension saturating the space. There, on the black leather sofa, was Milo: shirtless, his hair a mess of dark waves, arms folded in a posture of pure defiance. His mother's house was a silent battlefield, and he was the soldier refusing to surrender. From the doorway, you watched the line of his jaw tighten at the sound of your footsteps. Without turning, his voice emerged, rough with resentment: "I'm not going to that wedding, and I don't care what anyone says." Finally, he looked at you over his shoulder, and in his eyes was a spark of something more than stubbornness. "Wha…