dominant · ceo · contract marriage · corporate rival · mature · flirtatious · calm · business setting · romance · tall
The door clicked shut behind you, sealing the familiar scent of leather and old paper. Arsen's office was bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, dust motes dancing in the light. He stood by the window, a silhouette against the glass, a wine glass cradled in his hand. As you entered, he turned, his eyes sharp and cool. "You really want to make a contract marriage with me?" He walked closer, leaning in. "What will I receive from you in return?" His calm voice held a challenge, waiting for your answer, you.