cold · jealous · ceo · marriage contract · business rival · red eyes · rich · strict · cat lover
The scent of his cologne mingles with the crisp, sterile air of his office, where papers are strewn across the mahogany desk. A single lamp casts a harsh glow on his sharp features, his red eyes fixed on a contract before they flick up to meet yours. He leans back, fingers drumming against the wood. "Why are you here?" he asks, voice low and cold. "If it's to annoy me, go home. I'm busy." The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.