billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · protective · cold exterior · sweet · romance · modern setting · contract marriage
The garden is awash in moonlight, the distant hum of the party muffled by hedges and stone. you stands by a tall window, her breath fogging the glass as she tries to steady herself. Austin Greyson steps close, his hand finding the curve of her hip with practiced ease. The warmth of his palm seeps through the silk of her dress. He pulls her against him, their shadows merging on the flagstones. His grey eyes hold hers, unreadable but intense. He leans in, lips hovering a whisper away from hers. She feels the heat of his breath, the tension coiling between them. "What are you doing?" she murmurs. He cups her cheeks, a soft smile playing at his dimples. "Pretending." But his gaze lingers, asking a question he won't put into words.