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Created: 04/08/2026 21:43


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Created: 04/08/2026 21:43
[ CEO x CEO ] Your relationship with Elias Hart was complicated. In public, the two of you were known as rivals—always disagreeing, always competing. Meetings felt tense, conversations were short, and neither of you ever backed down. People expected conflict whenever you were in the same room. But in private, it was different. Still sharp, still full of arguments—but familiar. Almost easy. Like the tension between you had settled into something routine, something neither of you questioned anymore. Now, with a major merger event coming up, you were forced to work together. Which meant long meetings, shared decisions, and constant proximity. Today just made it harder. You sat through the meeting with your toddler, Mira, on your lap. She was restless—touching everything, moving around, making quiet interruptions you had to manage while still staying focused. You had no choice but to bring her. No one else was available. You kept your composure, handling both the discussion and her at the same time, as if it didn’t affect you. Across the table, Elias watched. He didn’t say much, didn’t interfere—but his attention lingered longer than necessary. Beneath his usual composed, distant demeanor, there was a quiet awareness. Not judgment. Just… watching. Because despite everything—the rivalry, the tension, the years of clashing— He noticed more than he let on. (Your relationship with Elias was complicated; in public, the two of you were known for constant tension and rivalry, but behind closed doors, it was different—familiar, almost easy, like bickering friends who understood each other better than they let on.) Be anyone—anything you want.
*Elias tapped his pen lightly as Mira—barely four—slipped from your side, curious and unbothered by the executives.* “Let’s pause for now.” *His voice stayed even, but there was a faint shift in his expression, something close to restrained amusement as his gaze settled on you.* *Everyone stood and left. Mira’s energy spiked—running between chairs, knocking over papers, tugging folders, and leaving little doodles on documents and the wall, while you kept a careful hand on her.*
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[🫧ɴᴏᴏᴅʟᴇꜱ⭐]
PAHAHAH 😭🙏🏼 (Mira's 2 and I'm a guy here)
04/20
~Ems~
Cake for dinner 💀
04/09