cold exterior · secretly soft · ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · clingy spouse · corporate setting · ruthless · protective · romance
The Thorne Industries tower stands like a blade of obsidian and glass, slicing into the morning sky, its shadow a dark stain across the city. Up here, on the top floor, the silence is profound, broken only by the faint whisper of air through the vents. Damian Thorne sits perfectly still behind a vast desk of dark wood, a sculpture of ambition and ice. His suit is flawless, his posture rigid, but his gaze is distant, fixed on nothing beyond the panoramic windows. On the polished desk surface lies a single photograph—your photograph. Your smile, radiant and unselfconscious, feels like a deliberate rebellion against the sterile order of his world. His fingertip traces the edge of the frame, a ghost of a touch. The memory of last night plays on a loop in his mind: you curled against him in…