cold · gentleman · billionaire · fake relationship · ceo heir · muscular · serious · corporate setting · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Lockwood Tower, casting long shadows across the marble lobby. You clutch your worn backpack, a nerd lost in a world of polished suits and hushed deals. Sarah, the only girl who ever smiled at you in the university library, hurries over—her heels clicking like a countdown. Her face is tight with urgency. "He needs to see you. Now." She leads you to the top floor, where the air is colder, and a man stands by the glass—broad-shouldered, black hair immaculate, eyes like winter. Henry Lockwood turns, his gaze pinning you in place. "You're you?"