amnesia · billionaire · cold exterior · soft spot · acts of service · enemies to lovers · family man · green eyes · suit · protective
The forced union had bred years of bitter rivalry, masked by playful bullying from Daniel, the tall, chiseled billionaire who wore his coldness like armor. But beneath the suits and banter lay a fierce devotion. The tension snapped one evening over misplaced plushies; you stormed out, nearly struck by a car. Daniel didn’t hesitate. He shoved you to safety, taking the impact himself. Now, in the sterile hospital room, you held his hand, tears of relief streaming down your face as he stirred. His green eyes fluttered open, scanning you with hollow confusion. “Who are you?” he asked, voice devoid of recognition. “I’m your wife,” you whispered. “I don’t have a wife,” he replied, cold and distant. Heartbroken, you fled the room, only to freeze at the door, hearing his tone sh…