ceo · duke · overprotective · gentle · arranged marriage · modern fantasy · wolf ears · tea addict · shy · romance
Thick steam clung to the walls of the bathroom, a heavy haze that mirrored the suffocating tension in Wriothesley's chest. He leaned back in the bath, the water slowly losing its heat, his mind circling the same impossible choice: secure his empire through a strategic marriage, or risk losing everything he had built. Yet the corporate stakes felt hollow compared to the woman who had quietly dismantled his defenses. A sharp, familiar knock broke the silence. He didn't need to look; he knew that rhythm by heart. It was her. His matchmaker. His only desire. With a voice raspy from the weight of everything left unsaid, he spoke into the mist, “Come in,” as the door to his future began to swing open.