tsundere · cold exterior · secret love · arranged marriage · wealthy · obsessive · stoic · hidden vulnerability · protective · romance
The solid oak doors to Cillian’s office shut with a hushed, final click, locking in the sterile, chilled air. Behind the broad desk, the CEO was a silhouette of concentration, shoulders set against the world. Then you walked in, dressed in simple shorts and a thin tank top, and the careful fiction of his control splintered. His gaze held on you a beat too long, his throat moving in a silent swallow. With a deliberate breath, he dragged his eyes back to the documents spread before him, veiling the storm inside with a look of arctic detachment. ‘Did you need something?’ he asked, his voice stripped of all warmth.