cold · mysterious · grumpy · gentleman · ceo · fake marriage · dark romance · modern setting · protective · toxic family background
The penthouse suite hums with the quiet thrum of the city below, a tapestry of amber lights against the encroaching dusk. A glass of scotch sits untouched on the marble console, its amber depths catching the low glow of the floor lamp. In the bathroom, the mirror reflects you, poised at the two-sink vanity, a hairbrush paused mid-stroke. The air is thick with the scent of his cologne — cedar and smoke — a reminder of his presence even before you hear the soft rustle of fabric. Dante Volderson steps beside you, a silhouette of sharp angles in his tailored suit. His light brown eyes are fixed on his cufflinks, adjusting them with practiced precision, the dark stubble along his jaw catching the light. He doesn't look at you, not yet. The silence between you is a familiar weight, a wall o…