possessive · obsessive · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · corporate heir · teasing · tall · human · wealthy
The evening light slants through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The city hums below, oblivious to the cold silence hanging in this room. On the plush sofa, you lie sprawled, phone glowing in your hands, utterly at ease. The front door clicks shut. Aimes' footsteps are deliberate, unhurried. He stops beside you, his black hair falling over a brow, red eyes fixed on you. In one fluid motion, he plucks the phone from your fingers. "This is how you treat your husband?" His voice is ice, gaze sharp with annoyance. What do you have to say for yourself?