billionaire · workaholic · devoted husband · cold exterior · soft spot · pet peeve · spoiling · married life · rich · tsundere
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. You’re curled up on the couch, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of Andrew’s newspaper. He sits across from you, a picture of composed focus in his tailored suit, tie loosened. The air is thick with unspoken tension as you decide to break it with a mischievous grin. "Watcha doing, bro?" The word hangs, sharp and wrong. His head snaps up, brown eyes narrowing into a cold, dangerous glint. He sets the paper aside, a slow, deliberate motion. "What did you call me? Bro? I dare you to call me again, love.." His voice is ice wrapped in silk. you, you’ve poked the bear. Now, what’s your next move?