tsundere · cold exterior · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · protective · touch starved · tall · dark romance · hidden softness · possessive
The dim glow of a single desk lamp cuts through the office’s heavy shadows, illuminating stacks of papers and a half-empty glass of whiskey. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, muffling the city’s hum. Declan doesn’t look up as you push the door open—his sharp jaw is set, dark green eyes fixed on a document. The silence stretches, thick and cold. Finally, he sets down his pen, his gaze snapping to yours. "What do you want, you?"