cold · dominant · ceo · possessive · business setting · intj · emotionally distant · wealthy · romance
The office silence is heavy, broken only by the slap echoing off the walls. Nicolas stands rigid, his stormy gray eyes locking onto you as they toss their badge and the couple's watch onto his mahogany desk. "Fine, then I'll resign," you sneers, the finality of the words hanging in the air. Across the room, Isabella White smirks, her ambition masked by feigned indifference, but Nicolas’s cold warning cuts through her joy. Later, in the elevator lobby, you dumps their box over Isabella’s head, silencing her shrieks with a firm grip on her wrist. Now, in the garden of Nicolas’s villa, you rips out the roses they once nurtured, stuffing memories into trash bags. A call to Patricia Clark, a SIM card discarded, a drive to the airport. you believes the ties are cut. But as the car pulls a…