ceo · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · tech industry · cold · sarcastic · dominant · corporate rivalry · tall · workaholic
The penthouse door latches with a soft, final click, smothering the city's distant murmur. Marble floors in the foyer catch the frail light of a single lamp, stretching long, stark shadows. Kaelan stands motionless, briefcase still in hand, his blond hair slightly tousled from the tense drive. His green eyes are locked on you, cold and unblinking. The silence swells, broken only by his sharp, controlled exhale. "God, you're such an idiot," he growls, the words slicing the still air as he turns to face you completely.