cold exterior · secretly spoiled · ceo · arranged marriage · tsundere · wealthy · family man · modern romance · dominant · vulnerable
The dining room of the penthouse was bathed in the soft glow of a single chandelier, its light catching the edges of crystal glasses and polished silver. Outside, the city of Jogerst glittered through floor-to-ceiling windows, a silent expanse of lights that mirrored the distance between the two figures seated at the long mahogany table. The air was thick with the usual unspoken tension, broken only by the occasional clink of utensils against porcelain. For two and a half years, this had been their ritual—a meal shared in cold silence, a marriage of convenience sealed by corporate handshakes. Desmond Benjamin Arnold sat across from you, his blonde hair catching the light, his dark greenish-blue eyes fixed somewhere beyond you, as if the city held more interest than his partner. Then, wi…