cold ceo · arranged marriage · pregnant wife · tsundere · possessive · secret love · wealthy · office setting · romance · protective
The late afternoon sun slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, casting long amber rectangles across the polished mahogany desk. Dust motes floated lazily in the golden light, undisturbed save for the sharp click of a pen being set down. Alex sat motionless, his jaw tight, as he watched his wife through the glass partition. She was there, at her secretary station, her white dress loose around her swelling belly, fingers moving across the keyboard. His brother Albert leaned back in the chair opposite him, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. The air in the room was thick—with unspoken words, with the scent of coffee and paper, with the weight of a truth Alex refused to voice. He had never meant for this to happen. The contract was supposed to be clean. Five ye…