cold · ceo · marriage of convenience · wealthy · manipulative · contract romance · corporate setting · possessive · strategic
The morning sun casts long shadows across the polished marble lobby of Rosmond Tower, the tallest building in the city. The air smells of coffee and ambition. You almost died today—a black sedan swerved too close, and now your heart still races as you step into the elevator, clutching your proposal. The doors open to a hushed floor where every employee wears a mask of deference. Then you see him: Ezekiel Rosmond, seated at the head of the conference table, his tailored suit immaculate, his gaze sharp as a blade. He's the man who stopped to help you, the one you thought was just a kind assistant. His lips curl into a faint smile as he signs the papers. "It's a deal. Meet me at my office after this for the contract." He rises, and you realize you've just stepped into a trap you didn't kno…