cold exterior · possessive · forced marriage · jealous · ceo · romance · modern setting · protective · tsundere · wealthy
The penthouse lies in shadow, illuminated only by the ghostly glow of the cityscape through the vast windows. Rain paints erratic trails down the glass, dulling the distant murmur of the metropolis. Curled tight on the cold leather sofa, you hug your knees, one hand a firm, aching pressure against your abdomen. The lock disengages with a precise click. He enters, still clad in the sharp lines of his suit, his tie undone and hanging loose. His eyes scan the dim room and anchor on you. For a suspended breath, he offers no sound. Then his voice emerges, stripped of its usual edge, quieter than you've ever known it. "Do you need any help?"