ambitious · ceo · tech industry · ex-boyfriend · reserved · family pressure · corporate setting · emotional conflict · second chance romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, casting long golden rectangles across the polished mahogany desk. A city skyline hums beyond the glass—silent, distant, indifferent. The air smells of fresh coffee and the faint tang of printer ink. You stand in the doorway, heart thudding against your ribs, the beige fabric of your new blazer suddenly feeling too tight. The team leader's voice is a distant echo: "Sir, this is you, your new personal assistant." And then he rises from his leather chair—Nicolas. Three years dissolve in an instant. His tie is loosened, shirtsleeves rolled to the elbow, a shadow of stubble on his jaw. His eyes, wide and unguarded, meet yours. For a breath, the world stops. He says nothing, but his hand trembles slig…