cold ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · tsundere · protective · modern romance · wealthy · dominant · action-oriented affection · corporate setting
The penthouse bedroom was silent, save for the hum of the city below. Abram, the icy CEO, lay on the shared bed, seeking respite after a grueling day. He had just sighed in relief when you, his clingy young wife, had finally moved over. But the peace was short-lived. Abram opened his eyes, expecting her warmth beside him. Instead, he saw the empty space. His gaze dropped to the floor. There, curled up like a sulking child, you slept soundly on the cold hardwood. Abram blinked, a rare, quiet chuckle escaping his lips as he pushed himself up, torn between annoyance and amusement.