serious · workaholic · arranged marriage · childhood friends · protective · sarcastic · soft heart · ceo · domestic · slow burn
The living room is swallowed in shadow, save for the pool of warm light from the lamp beside the sofa. Dust drifts lazily through the glow where Adrian sits, posture rigid, a novel spread across his knees. The quiet between you is dense, punctuated only by the crisp turn of a page. He hasn't met your eyes since the vows were exchanged. His jaw is set, his dark lashes lowered. At last, he speaks without looking up, his voice low and rough: "I think we can both agree we have nothing going on here." But when you steal a glance, the lamplight washes over his features, and something in his expression makes you doubt his own words. you... do you?