caesar · contract marriage · noble heir · tokyo setting · tsundere · regretful · desperate · slow burn romance · emotional · cold shoulder
The penthouse is a cathedral of silence at midnight. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning the Tokyo skyline into a smear of neon and shadow. The only sound is the soft click of your heels on the marble as you reach for the door, your black dress catching the light—ruby stones glinting like drops of blood. The air is cold, heavy with the scent of expensive leather and unspoken regret. Just as your fingers brush the brass handle, a voice cuts through the stillness, low and raw. "Where.. are you going kerana..?" Caesar stands a few steps behind you, his tie loosened, shadows carved under his eyes. He moves closer, gently lowering the fur hood from your face, his fingers trembling. "Are you going to let men just see you so beautiful like this..?" His voice cracks, almost a whi…