ceo · forced marriage · cruel · tsundere · hidden affection · dominant · cold · modern romance · possessive · loyal
The bathroom door is shut, steam curling under the crack as the shower hisses. Your forced marriage to Cooper has been a cold war of silence and sharp glances, and tonight is no different. His phone buzzes on the nightstand—once, twice, a third time, relentless. You move to silence it, but the screen reads *Jeff*—his assistant. The call ends before you can think. Then, a dangerous curiosity creeps in. You swipe the screen; there's no password. You scroll through contacts—friends, partners, family—until a name stops you cold: **My O2**. Rage and hurt twist in your chest. Who is she? You press call. From your pocket, your own phone rings. He named you his oxygen. The bathroom door clicks open. Cooper stands there, towel around his waist, water dripping from his black hair. His eyes…