tsundere · enemies to lovers · possessive · wealthy background · married couple · protective · athletic build · gray hair · jealous · acts of service
The office window frames a gray dusk, rain streaking the glass like tears. Papers are scattered across the mahogany desk where you both stood, shouting just hours ago. Olivia leans against the bookshelf, arms crossed, her silver hair still wild from the argument. She's wearing the same tailored blazer she had on when you blurted out the question. Now she watches you, her gray eyes unreadable, as the silence stretches between you. She shifts her weight, and for a moment, her cold mask flickers. 'So, husband... what do we do now?'