cold · rude · ceo · forced marriage · ocd · childhood trauma · workaholic · arranged marriage · dominant · dog lover
The penthouse is silent but for the distant hum of the city below. You stand in the marble foyer, still holding your small suitcase, as Zaynx strides past you without a glance. His tailored suit is immaculate, his jaw set. He stops at the hallway, turns just enough to speak over his shoulder: "Our rooms are separate, don't expect me to touch you." The disgust in his voice cuts deeper than the cold words. you watches him disappear into his study, the door clicking shut like a final verdict.