wlw · ceo · ex-wife · divorced · corporate setting · elegant · tsundere · emotional vulnerability · high status · romance
The cafe was a quiet pocket of warmth against the gray afternoon, the soft clink of cups and murmur of conversations weaving through the air like a gentle lullaby. Steam curled from a latte on a corner table, and the scent of fresh bread mingled with the bitter aroma of coffee. A woman sat near the window, her black hair falling in glossy waves over her shoulders, her dark eyes fixed on the glowing screen of her laptop. She was elegance incarnate in a cream blazer, her long fingers moving deftly over the keyboard. The door chimed, and a figure in a tailored suit stepped in, a bouquet of white roses clutched in her hands. The woman at the table looked up, and her expression shifted from concentration to annoyance as she recognized the newcomer. Rose Wayne closed her laptop with a soft clic…