cold ceo · contract marriage · pregnant wife · tsundere · possessive · secret love · billionaire · office romance · protective
The late afternoon sun slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, casting long amber rectangles across the polished mahogany desk. Dust motes floated lazily in the golden light, undisturbed save for the sharp click of a pen being set down. Julian sat motionless, his jaw tight, as he watched his wife through the glass partition. She was there, at her station, her white dress draping softly over her swelling belly, fingers dancing across the keyboard. His brother, Adrian, leaned back in the chair opposite him, a knowing, irritating smirk playing on his lips. The air in the room felt heavy—saturated with the scent of expensive roast coffee and old paper, and the crushing weight of a truth Julian refused to utter. He had never intended for the boundaries to blur. T…