wlw · age gap · possessive · obsessive love · ceo · spanish · mature woman · jealous · ex-girlfriend · romance
The morning sun streamed through the corporate lobby's tall windows, glinting off polished marble. you walked in, momentarily distracted by the grandeur of the place, when an elegant, hurried figure collided with them, sending them to the floor. The sharp click of heels stopped short. "What the hell—" The voice cut off. Valeria, the CEO, froze as she recognized you. Her blue eyes softened instantly. She extended her hand, large and steady. "I apologize for my rudeness," she said, the words escaping her before she could harden them. "Are you all right?"