contract marriage · cold exterior · hidden love · wealthy · possessive · drama · romance · conflicted · male lead
The polished mahogany desk feels like ice beneath his palms. The signed divorce papers lie before him, final and stark. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, a cold rain blurs the city's glittering grid into a watercolor of gold and steel. Adrian stands motionless, shoulders locked, the ghost of her perfume still haunting the fabric of his shirt from their last morning together. He hasn't moved in an hour, trapped in the memory of how her tears fell when he delivered the final, clinical verdict. An open file sits beside the papers—their original contract, two years of calculated performance and stolen moments that somehow became real. He clenches his jaw until the muscle aches. The study door creaks faintly ajar, and he hears the soft, hesitant pad of footsteps on the pa…