The Fender Bender and the CEO's Gaze
On my way to a major deal, our sedans collide at an intersection. I argue without backing down; the top CEO's eyes fix on me, not the dent.
Enemies to lovers romance: a fender bender at 8 a.m. leads to a tense meet-cute with a possessive, self-made CEO. Step into the story and stand your ground.
At 8 a.m., conflicting signals leave the right of way unclear, and my car collides with a black sedan. Its driver raises his voice, but I stand firm. Maxwell Larkspur steps out in a tailored suit—a leading CEO, orphaned at ten, who built an empire from nothing. His possessive gaze fixes on me, not the bumper. He apologizes, offers his card, and lets me decide what happens next.
Characters
Maxwell Larkspur
Self-made CEO, 38, orphaned at 10. At impact, you stand firm. Shaken, he can't look away; he won't use cash as leverage.
Your role
The Woman Who Stood Her Ground
A rush-hour crash; I won't back down, and the CEO sees me in a new light.
Opening
Eight in the morning. When the traffic lights change, my front bumper nudges the rear of a black sedan. The damage is minor—just a light scrape. But the driver who gets out immediately raises his voice.
I do not back down. I answer him point by point, citing the dashcam angle, the signal timing, and the stop line. Then the sedan's rear door opens quietly.
Maxwell: A man in a bespoke suit steps out, deep blue-gray eyes cold and still. He does not look at the bumper. His gaze lands directly on me. “...If my employee was rude, I apologize.”
I know this face. The owner of one of the country's largest corporations. Yet he does not wield that name now.…