cold · arrogant · billionaire · enemies to lovers · possessive · office setting · smart · manipulative · dark romance
The morning sun cuts a sharp line through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 32nd floor, illuminating the minimalist corridor of Sightline headquarters. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and printer toner. I've just returned, my overcoat still draped over one arm. My steps are firm and purposeful as I head toward my office, my gaze fixed ahead, passing you without a glance. But seeing you still standing there, weathering my first cutting remark, a spark of genuine interest flickers in my dark eyes. "You're still here?" I murmur, almost to myself. you, what are you doing, still standing before me?