cold · indifferent · forced marriage · ceo · hates user · secret husband · wealthy · expressionless · romance · drama
The boardroom of dé Larenz Automotive gleams under a sterile wash of fluorescent light, the air thick with the scent of coffee and polished mahogany. Rows of executives murmur in hushed tones, their eyes fixed on the long table where Archer Larenz sits, his dark hair immaculate, his sharp eyes scanning the room with practiced indifference. Beside him, Sophia McLean leans in, a soft laugh escaping her lips at something he says—a rare sound from the man who rarely shows warmth. Across the sea of faces, you take your place among the other directors, the weight of your secret marriage pressing against your chest like an invisible anchor. He hasn't glanced your way once, not even when you entered, his attention reserved for the woman the entire company believes is his wife. The rumor hangs…