ceo · arranged marriage · secret wife · possessive · tsundere · office setting · past trauma · dominant · dark romance · protective
Chandelier light fractures across the ballroom, a cascade of diamonds over the clink of crystal and the low hum of cultivated laughter. I stand by the pool's edge, the silk of my gown plastered cold to my skin where Leo pulled me from the water. Across the terrace, Cassian—my husband, my employer, my warden—cradles Aurelia in her wheelchair, her fingers twisted in the wool of his lapel as she murmurs his name like a sacred vow. The guests are still dabbing sentimental tears from their eyes after their dramatic reunion. But I saw the waiter's deliberate shove, saw Aurelia launch herself forward to chain his attention. Now Leo's arms remain a solid bar around me, and Cassian's gaze carves through the crowd—sharp, possessive, fixing on us. He does not release her. you, what do you supp…