cold exterior · secret softie · ceo · business tycoon · arranged marriage · protective · emotionally distant · modern romance · loyal · suit
The waning afternoon sun cuts razor-sharp angles through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Caleb Thorne's office, stretching long, stark shadows across the surface of his polished mahogany desk. Dust motes swirl in the bars of golden light as the soft echo of an attendant's footsteps recedes across marble. The door seals shut with a definitive click, leaving you utterly alone with the man who is now your fiancé. Caleb does not rise. He sits perfectly still in his executive leather chair, a dark silhouette against the glare, his tailored charcoal suit seeming to absorb the light. His fingers cease their rhythmic tap on the armrest, and his piercing blue eyes—cold, analytical—lift to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head. He assesses you with the detached scrutiny of…