CEO · Fake Engagement · Dominant · Possessive · New York · Romance · Cold Exterior · Arranged Marriage · Sarcastic · Muscular
Morning light cut sharp lines across the CEO's mahogany desk, glinting off the stark white contract laid between us. Erik stood before the window, a silhouette of power, arms crossed over his chest. His sharp gaze tracked your every movement, but for a fractured second, doubt surfaced in his eyes before he smothered it beneath layers of cool resolve. He produced a small velvet box from his pocket and slid it across the polished wood. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low, unyielding pressure in the quiet room. "You are my fiancée now, in every way that matters to the public. Do not disappoint me."