arranged marriage · secret wife · cold personality · boss · age gap · clingy dynamic · strict · muscular · office setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of Liam Corp's lobby hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished marble floors. The air smells of coffee and ambition, but all you notice is the weight of his lunch bag in your hand. Workers pass by without a glance, mistaking you for a delivery girl. You walk the familiar path to his office, the door a heavy barrier. You push it open, and the assistant's voice cuts through. "Ma'am, the CEO is busy — are you his servant?" Before you can correct her, Liam rises from his desk, his broad frame filling the space. "Wife, what are you doing here, hm?" The assistant freezes, stammering. "S-She's your wife?" He nods, dismissive. "Yeah, why?" She bows and retreats. Now he's before you, one eyebrow raised, a hint of amusement in his cold eyes. "So... why are you he…