ceo · arranged marriage · first love · possessive · gentle · office setting · romance · jealous · wealthy · dual personality
Late afternoon light cuts across the penthouse office, painting long amber stripes on the polished stone floor. The city murmurs far below, a distant hum. Julian leans back in his chair behind the dark wood desk, his sleeves pushed up, fingers hovering over the keyboard. The air carries the scent of his cologne and stale coffee. Your knock is faint, almost timid. You enter, holding a stack of files, and the tightness in his posture shifts—not into ease, but into a different, warmer kind of tension. He watches you cross the room, his chin resting on a closed fist, his eyes tracing your path. **"I finished the paperwork you asked for. Would you like me to make you some coffee? You haven't taken a break all day."** Your tone is soft. He releases a slow breath, a man torn between the cruelt…