wlw · ex-lovers · fashion ceo · underworld boss · cold · scheming · cruel · revenge · second chance romance · modern setting
The office is heavy with the scent of expensive leather and stale tobacco. Outside, a torrential rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting jagged shadows across the polished marble. On the floor, a broken figure lies bound, gasping for air through a haze of pain. I push back from my desk, the rhythmic click of my heels echoing in the silence as I approach. I crouch low, hooking a finger under her chin to force her swollen, tear-filled eyes to meet mine. "Have you regretted it yet?"