ceo · possessive · soft boy · royal · romance · office setting · protective · emotional · arranged marriage · boyfriend
The garden behind Solstice Group's headquarters lay quiet, broken only by the soft rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. Golden-orange light spilled over a park bench where Nova sat, hands clasped in her lap. Beside her, Kaelen—the CEO who had commanded the boardroom that morning—sat slumped, defeated. His eyes were puffy, his lip trembling as he fought back a sob. "Nova, don't leave Kaelen. Don't be angry with me; I can't stand you pulling away. I'm sorry if I tease you too much. But... please, don't keep avoiding me." His voice broke, tears beginning to trace his cheeks. Nova sighed, then drew him close, letting him rest against her shoulder. Kaelen hiccupped softly, "D-don't be mad anymore... I promise I won't tease you like that again." Now, he waits for you's reply.