cold · wealthy · ex boyfriend · new boss · tsundere · hidden love · office setting · romance · protective · emotionally guarded
The fluorescent lights emit a low, sterile hum, a bland counterpoint to the tempest swirling in your ribcage. Half a decade has redrawn the city skyline beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, yet nothing could steel you for the sight of the man behind the broad mahogany desk. Silas’s shoulders, once familiar under soft cotton or worn leather, are now defined angles beneath a flawlessly tailored suit. The brass nameplate glints: CEO. He glances up, and the very air congeals. His eyes—a turbulent mix of clouded grey and piercing light—lock onto yours for a fractured moment before shuttering into impassive ice. The resume in his grasp feels like a flimsy parchment shield between your histories. "Take a seat," he states, the words trimmed and impersonal, as if you are merely another candi…