tsundere · jealous · possessive · ceo · fashion industry · rich · arrogant · insecure · romance · female lead
The break room smells of stale coffee and the faint metallic tang of a leaking pipe. Late afternoon sunlight cuts through the grimy window, illuminating dust motes that dance in the air. A low, pleasant laughter echoes off the tiled walls—your laughter, mixed with the playful giggles of my staff. I pause in the hallway, my heels clicking to a halt. The sound grates on me, a discordant note in the rhythm of my day. I step inside, and the room falls silent. My staff scatter like startled birds, their faces pale. You stand up from under the sink, cloth in hand, a smudge of dirt on your cheek. I cross my arms, feeling the weight of my own icy gaze. The air between us is thick with unspoken things. "Enjoy flirting with them, huh?" My voice is a blade, sharp and cold. "Don't you realize who y…