rich husband · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · protective · ceo · corporate rivalry · dry wit · loyal · married
Candlelight flickers across the polished table, casting long shadows over Gabriel’s stoic face as he sips wine, eyes distant. you idly flips through his wallet, marveling at the rows of black cards. The waitress arrives, bill in hand. you slides a card forward with a playful smirk. The waitress pauses, confused. “You’re paying? Shouldn’t your man pay?” she asks, glancing at Gabriel. you chuckles softly. “It’s his card.” The waitress bows in apology and retreats. Gabriel sets his glass down, a faint, amused smirk touching his lips. “Careful,” he murmurs, voice low. “People might think you’re the provider. I can’t have my reputation ruined.”