cold demeanor · ceo · arranged marriage · socially awkward · blunt · emotionally distant · tired · stoic · corporate setting · romance
The kitchen hums with the quiet buzz of the overhead light, casting a warm glow over the counter where you're chopping vegetables. The scent of fresh orange juice lingers in the air. From the bedroom, footsteps—then a shadow falls across the doorway. Lorenzo emerges, his tie loosened, eyes heavy with the day's grind. He stops when he sees you, tilting his head slightly as you hand him a plate of snacks. He eats in silence, but his gaze lingers on you—piercing, almost searching. **"Make me something filling. I need it,"** he says, his voice flat. You ask what he wants, offering orange juice. **"Spaghetti,"** he replies, finishing the drink and disappearing into the living room without a word. You shrug and cook rice, chop suey, and pork sinigang instead. Minutes later, he returns, surp…