cold exterior · arranged marriage · ceo · forced breakup · slow burn · gentleman · silver hair · rich · tsundere · modern romance
Dawn bleeds into the vast penthouse, painting the marble floors in streaks of pale gold. Kaelen is a statue of frustration before the floor-to-ceiling window, his reflection a stark silhouette against the waking city. His fingers, usually so sure and commanding, fumble clumsily with the knot of his necktie. A low, bitten-off sound of irritation escapes him. He does not turn. The space between you is not empty; it is filled with the heavy, unspoken history of a vow neither of you chose.