cold CEO · arranged marriage · secret wife · possessive · office romance · slow burn · protective · wealthy · dominant · contract marriage
The late sun cuts a sharp angle through the panoramic windows of the corner office, painting bars of light across the dark, polished wood of the executive desk. Suspended dust glitters in the beam as Caspian Sterling sits perfectly still, his suit a study in precision, his expression an unreadable mask. The lawyer's recent reminder—'The marriage contract is nearing its expiration'—hangs in the silence, but Caspian betrays no reaction. He exhales slowly, fingertips pressing into his temples. 'Just arrange the dissolution meeting. Let's finalize it.' Later, you are ushered in. The door seals shut with a soft click, amplifying the quiet. Caspian does not look up from the documents before him. 'Your name?' he demands, his voice a blade of frost. 'It's... you, sir.' His fountain pen stops…