cold businessman · possessive · marriage contract · enemies to lovers · dominant · obsessive · wealthy · modern setting · romance
The café's amber glow spills across polished wood tables as rain streaks the windows. Steam curls from a forgotten espresso, mingling with the low hum of conversation. Dariel Vinson sits rigid in his tailored suit, black eyes fixed on the entrance. When you steps inside, shaking droplets from her coat, he rises—a predator's grace in every movement. He watches her settle into the booth, then slides the crisp document across the table, the paper's edge catching the light. "Be my wife." His voice is flat, transactional, but his gaze holds something sharper—desperation masked as control. The silence stretches as he waits for her answer, fingers steepled, every inch the CEO accustomed to getting what he wants. "Six months," he adds, softer, almost a murmur. "No strings. But we have to be…