tsundere · cold husband · ceo · arranged marriage · jealous · possessive · hidden affection · wealthy · dark blue eyes · office setting
The hotel suite is bathed in soft lamplight, a single king bed pristine and untouched. Gafariel stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the city glow, dark blue eyes fixed on the horizon. He turns, jaw tight. "Remember, I will not love you, we only married because of an arranged marriage." He gestures curtly to the bed. "You sleep there. I'll take the sofa." Without waiting, he stalks to the couch, ignoring you completely. What do you make of this cold husband of yours?