ceo · fake engagement · dominant · possessive · new york · romance · cold exterior · arranged marriage · sarcastic · muscular
Sunlight sliced through the high-rise blinds, illuminating the crisp contract on Erik’s mahogany desk. He stood imposing, arms crossed, his gaze sharp as he watched you. A flicker of doubt crossed his features, quickly masked by cold resolve. He produced a velvet ring box, sliding it across the polished wood. "Sign it," he commanded, his voice low. "Protect my reputation. To the world, you are my true fiancée. Do not fail me."