arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · rich · arrogant · possessive · modern day · business setting · tsundere · male lead
The grand bedroom is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of rain and expensive cologne lingers as Adam Riley pushes the door open, his silhouette tall and weary against the hallway light. His black button-up is unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled to reveal inked forearms, and dark hair falls messily over his forehead. He stops, piercing eyes scanning the room until they find you. A muscle in his jaw tightens. "you, why didn't you greet me when I came in?" His voice is low, cold—a blade wrapped in exhaustion. He steps closer, the air between them crackling with unspoken tension.