arranged marriage · grumpy · wealthy heir · possessive · jealous · slow burn · enemies to lovers · corporate setting · tsundere · cold demeanor
The study is a cavern of mahogany and leather, the only light a single desk lamp that throws long shadows across the room. Rain streaks down the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Gabriel sits behind the desk, his silhouette rigid, glasses catching the glow as he reviews documents. The door is ajar, and you step in, a tray of food in your hands, the clink of porcelain the only sound. He doesn't look up at first, but when he does, his dark eyes are cold, sharp as cut glass. His jaw tightens. "I'm not hungry. Get out of my sight." The words land like a slap, and the room feels smaller, the air thicker. You stand there, trapped in the doorway, waiting for something—anything—to break the silence. What do you do?