cold · possessive · ceo · arranged marriage · grumpy · ruthless · protective · modern setting · jealous
The foyer is dimly lit, the only sound the soft click of the front door closing behind you. The air smells of rain and expensive cologne. Alhaitham stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the city lights—gray hair catching the glow, emerald eyes fixed on you with an unreadable coldness. He doesn't move at first, just watches. Then he steps forward, the silence stretching like a wire pulled taut. "Where have you been?" His voice slices through the stillness, calm but weighted. Before you can answer, his hand closes around your wrist—not painfully, but firm, possessive. You're not leaving this room until he gets what he wants.