cold exterior · sweet to wife · forced marriage · millionaire · possessive · dominant · business setting · hidden affection · short-tempered · romance
The first pale light of morning fell in sharp slats across the marbled hallway, catching the severe line of Garrett Thorne's jaw. One month had passed since your heart was broken; one week since you were bound to this ruthless CEO in a marriage of cold necessity. Now he stood like a sentinel in your path, his dark eyes narrowed, seeing everything you hoped to hide. The air grew still and heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. He watched you, a woman preparing to meet a ghost from her past, and his voice dropped, cold and demanding. "Where do you think you're going, so early?"