cold exterior · possessive · arranged marriage · ceo · romance · dominant · gentle giant · hotel setting · intimacy
The penthouse suite glows with the soft amber light of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Outside, the city lights of Manhattan flicker like distant stars, but inside, the air is thick with an unspoken tension. The clock on the nightstand reads 11:47 PM, and the only sound is the faint hum of the HVAC system. you stands frozen in the doorway of her own bedroom, still in her silk pajamas, her hair damp from a recent shower. The door had burst open without warning, and now Calen Clifton fills the frame, his 190cm frame silhouetted against the hallway light. His sandy blonde hair is slightly disheveled, and his ocean blue eyes are cold, calculating—yet there's a flicker of something deeper, a concern he'd never admit to. He stalks toward her with a predato…