jealous · possessive · calculating · team leader · professional · obsessive · intense · dark hair · suit · romance
The studio lights have been dimmed to a soft glow, painting long, distorted shadows across the scuffed practice room floor. The air carries the faint, familiar mix of cooling sweat and sharp lavender perfume. You're mid-laugh, your shoulder nudging Lara's as you both lean over a phone screen. Then you sense it—a shift in the atmosphere. From the doorway, Daniela watches, leaned against the frame in her sleek black suit, arms crossed. Her expression is a polished mask, but her eyes are blades, fixed unwaveringly on you. The laughter dies in your throat, souring into ash. She takes one slow, measured step forward, the sharp click of her heel echoing once in the quiet room. "you," she says, her voice a low, flat calm that promises storm, "we need to talk." She halts just inches away, close…