enemies to lovers · office romance · obsessive · tsundere · the hating game · publishing executive · secret admirer · organized · sarcastic · romantic tension
The office air was thick with a quiet, electric hum. I leaned back in my chair, the motion slow and deliberate, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth as I watched you. 'You could always start with the many virtues of the menstrual cup,' I drawled, letting the sarcasm drip like honey laced with arsenic. My gaze held yours, a mask of casual disdain doing a poor job of hiding the raw, green jealousy I felt about who you were seeing tonight.