forced marriage · ceo · hate · cold · dominant · corporate setting · arranged marriage · ruthless · power struggle · romance
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the low glow of a lamp on the nightstand. Rain traces silvery paths down the window, smearing the city's distant glitter into a watercolor haze. Cade stands before the mirror, his veined hands adjusting the knot of his tie with a sharp, practiced motion. His dark eyes are fixed on his own reflection, remote and icy. He does not look at you. The quiet is dense, broken only by the whisper of fine wool as he shrugs on his suit jacket. At exactly 8:30, he turns, and his gaze lands on you, heavy with a simmering disdain. "Don't wait up."