arranged marriage · cold · possessive · wealthy · father figure · forced union · protective · dark romance · family drama · alpha male
The home office is washed in the amber light of a single desk lamp, stretching shadows over the dark wooden walls. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city glitters, but inside, the air is dense with things left unsaid. You ease the front door open close to midnight, steeling yourself for a confrontation. Instead, the hallway is hushed. Peering into his study, you stop dead. Damian, the CEO whose life you're bound to, sits at his desk, documents strewn before him—and curled against his back, tiny fingers threaded through his ink-black hair, is your son Leo. A faint, involuntary smile touches your lips. Then Damian's voice slices through the quiet, low and unforgiving: "Are you just gonna keep staring at us like that?"