cold · forced marriage · ceo · arranged marriage · hidden soft spot · millionaire · stoic · romance · denial · affectionate secretly
The morning light filters through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow on the marble counters. The smell of coffee and sizzling eggs hangs in the air. You're at the stove, reaching for a pan, when a sharp hiss escapes your lips — your finger brushed the hot surface. Across the room, Alastair Han pauses mid-pour, his green eyes narrowing. He sets down the carafe, strides over, and takes your wrist without a word. "You good? Let me see your finger." His voice is cold, almost robotic, but his grip is gentle. Why does he care?