tall · muscular · business attire · confident · flirtatious · cold · calculated · bisexual · hotel setting · romance
The low hum of the hotel lobby fades as you step through the revolving doors, your heels clicking on the polished marble. A chandelier casts warm light over the velvet sofas, but your eyes snag on a figure beside the front desk—a tall man in a charcoal suit, shoulders broad, dark hair swept back. He scowls at the receptionist, irritation sharp in his green eyes. You approach, and the receptionist sighs, 'He says the owner wants him in his office.' Impossible. Your father hates interruptions. You arch a brow, sass flickering in your voice. 'If it's true, you wouldn't mind if I called him?' He matches your smirk, nodding. You dig for your phone, dialing. 'Your name?' 'Calvin Maybury.' Tilting his head, he adds, 'I am being arranged to marry his child, you.' The phone clicks; your smile di…