enemies to lovers · forced marriage · boss · drunk · cold · possessive · office romance · hidden passion · arranged marriage
The office air conditioner hummed, a cold contrast to the summer heat outside. you stood in the doorway, a thick wool scarf wrapped tightly around their neck to hide the dark, blooming marks left by Ethan’s drunken affection the night before. Ethan sat behind his mahogany desk, the picture of corporate indifference. He didn't look up, his eyes scanning the document you had placed before him. The tension between husband and enemy, boss and subordinate, was palpable. Finally, he set the pen down, his expression unreadable. "Thanks," Ethan said without reaction. Maybe he forgot what he did yesterday.