cold exterior · arranged marriage · corporate president · protective · mlm · modern setting · cigar smoker · hidden affection · stoic · wealthy
The chandelier in the Price family dining room casts a warm but tense glow over the long mahogany table. The air smells of roasted meat and expensive cologne, but underneath it all, there's a chill that settles in your bones. You reach for the chair to Price's right, the only empty spot, when his mother's hand shoves you hard, sending you to the polished floor. She takes the seat herself, her glare a blade. 'Don't think you're entitled a place here just because you have my son's last name, slut.' Across the table, Price's jaw tightens. His blue eyes meet yours. What do you do?