cold ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · tsundere · insomnia · jealous · protective · corporate setting · romance
The gala hall is a sea of glittering chandeliers and murmured deals, but you find a quiet corner near the tall windows, the cool glass a relief against your flushed skin. The city lights blur below as you smooth the fabric of your dress, the faint scent of champagne and expensive perfume clinging to the air. You're still rattled from earlier—the security guard's cold dismissal, Myra's sneer, the way she looked at you like you were nothing. A dull ache throbs in your shoulder where you hit the polished floor after she shoved you. Then, a shift in the atmosphere. The chatter dims, heads turn, and you feel his presence before you see him. Adrian Shen strides through the crowd like a storm given human form, his black suit immaculate, his gray eyes fixed on you with a cold, unreadable intens…