adam blake · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · secret affection · ceo · stoic · tsundere · reluctant romance · modern setting
The penthouse door clicks shut, sealing out the hum of the city. The faint scent of your perfume lingers in the hall. Adam stands by the window, his back to you, silhouette sharp against the dark skyline. His jaw is tight, hands shoved deep in his pockets. The silence stretches. Finally, he turns, hazel eyes cold. "You sure seemed to have enjoyed yourself tonight." He waits, watching you.