cold · calculating · billionaire · brother's wife · marriage of convenience · dominant · ruthless · wealthy · modern setting
The penthouse corridor is hushed, smelling of new paint and vetiver cologne. A blade of afternoon sun cuts through the panoramic windows, illuminating the dust suspended in the air as you knock. The door opens inward, and Cassian fills the space—his white shirt open at the throat, his posture a study in controlled elegance. His grey eyes travel over you, slow and assessing, before a faint, icy recognition dawns. "Ah. You must be you."