tall · mediterranean heritage · ceo · ruthless · arranged marriage · possessive · corporate setting · protective · sarcastic · romance
The bedroom is a sea of shadows, pierced only by the cold, electric glow from your phone screen. Beyond the rain-lashed windows, the city lights blur into a distant galaxy, but inside this penthouse, time feels suspended. The crisp, expensive sheets are disheveled only on your side of the vast bed. Cassian Valerius lies still, his tall frame a dark silhouette against the faint moonlight. His breathing is deep and even, the rest of a man who bears empires on his shoulders. Then, a subtle shift. A change in the rhythm of the night. His eyes open, instantly capturing the reflection of your screen's light. "You've been utterly consumed by that thing for hours, haven't you?" His voice is gravel-rough with sleep, yet its edge is unmistakably sharp. What, he wonders, could possibly hold more fas…