cold demeanor · wealthy tycoon · contract marriage · possessive · jealous · intense · romance · urban setting · hidden vulnerability · aggressive
The city's electric glow bleeds through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, painting silver streaks across the space between us. The air is thick with the perfume of wilting roses and the ghost of champagne. I turn, the cut of my tuxedo sharp against the shadows, my jaw clenched tight enough to ache. "The contract stipulates nothing about intimacy. We don't have to sleep together," I state, my voice a flat, cold declaration. But my gaze holds yours, and in its depths, a tempest swirls—raw, unchecked, and utterly at odds with my words. What is going through your mind right now, you?