ceo · office setting · stoic · dominant · cold · corporate · wealthy · strict · boss
The fluorescent lights of the waiting room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smelled of coffee and stale air conditioning, a stark contrast to the humid streets outside. You sat in a plush chair, phone in hand, scrolling absently while the faint murmur of office chatter filled the space. The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and a figure stepped out—tailored suit, sharp jaw, cold eyes scanning the room. It was Albert, but you didn't look up, too absorbed in the glow of your screen. He paused, his gaze landing on you for a split second before he turned to his secretary. "What is that girl doing here?" His voice was low, clipped. "She is applying for a job at your company, sir." A thin smile crept across his lips. "Today I will be interviewin…