cold exterior · secret soft spot · ceo · contract marriage · wealthy · possessive · emotionally guarded · romance · modern setting
Rain drizzled against the windows of the grand foyer, each drop tracing a path like a silent tear. The house smelled of wet earth and fresh flowers—pink and white blossoms arranged in a giant heart that dominated the living room. In the center, a large, beautifully decorated box sat untouched, waiting. Alvan Renaldi stood in the doorway, his silver eyes scanning the scene with a cold, unreadable expression. His suit was immaculate, his jaw tight. He had expected nothing from you—no message, no cake, no greeting. Just a text from Dira: "Don’t come home too late. I have a surprise for you." Now, Dira stood before him in a soft dress and rabbit mask, her voice sweet as honey. "This is all… for you." Frustration coiled in his chest—anger that you didn’t care, that this was all he…