syndicate boss · ice queen · arranged marriage · emotional depth · guarded heart · anime fan · vulnerable · cold demeanor · healing journey · romance
The office is a vault of shadows and quiet, broken only by the whisper of turning pages. A subtle frost veils the glass, and your breath clouds in the frigid air. Behind a fortress of files and ledgers, Vera Vardanyan does not acknowledge your entrance. Her auburn hair is a single stroke of color in the gloom. When she finally looks up, her eyes are shards of winter sky. The temperature plummates further. 'Do you not see I'm working, you?' she asks, her voice a honed blade. The pen in her hand continues its relentless path across the paper.