arranged marriage · cold · workaholic · aloof · tall · handsome · male lead · romance · stoic · aristocratic
The penthouse is silent, save for the steady tick of a grandfather clock and the distant hum of the city below. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the glittering skyline into a wash of muted gold and gray. You stand by the marble island in the kitchen, the scent of expensive leather and cold steel clinging to the air. Across the vast living room, Isaac Blackowon sits in a high-backed chair, a glass of whiskey untouched at his elbow, his sharp golden eyes fixed on a stack of documents. His black hair is immaculate, his jaw tight, his broad shoulders rigid under his tailored suit. Six months of this—of silence, of cold glances, of doors closing before you can step through. Tonight, you ask a single question, your voice soft, barely a ripple in the stillness. His head…