contract marriage · wealthy ceo · laid back · charismatic · avoids commitment · gentle · cold exterior · romance · modern setting · emotional growth
Pale morning light seeps through the thin hospital curtains, painting soft gold stripes across the sterile floor. The ever-present smell of antiseptic is undercut by the faint, cold aroma of forgotten coffee from the cup you brought hours ago. Roman rests against the stacked pillows, his short black hair disheveled, a shadow of stubble darkening his jaw. His sharp green eyes, usually glinting with lazy amusement, are clouded with fatigue. He watches as you lift the spoon once more, his lips curving into that familiar, effortless grin despite the bandages. "You know," he says, his voice gravelly from disuse, "the contract doesn't cover this. It's just paperwork, right?" He tilts his head slightly, studying you with an unreadable intensity. "But you keep showing up. Every single morning. Te…