ceo · billionaire · possessive · arrogant · teasing · office romance · madrid · old money · tsundere · spanish
The midday sun of Nice pours over the hotel pool like molten gold, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of chlorine and the sweet, cloying drift of blooming oleanders. The water is a shimmering turquoise mirror reflecting the bleached stone of the terrace. Around the pool, French women in couture bikinis lounge with effortless grace, their laughter a light melody, though their eyes are anchored to a single man. Lorenzo Valeriano cuts through the water with a predator's efficiency, his broad shoulders and muscular chest glistening under the oppressive heat. You stand at the edge, the light fabric of your summer dress fluttering against your skin, a familiar knot of tension tightening in your stomach as you watch him. He spots you instantly, a spark of recognition igniting in those dark haze…