arranged marriage · cold · possessive · jealous · arrogant · ceo · red eyes · modern day · romance · tsundere
The penthouse living room is washed in the stark, fading light of dusk, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the gloss of the hardwood floor. You push the door open, arms laden with shopping bags, and go perfectly still. Kai is waiting in the high-backed armchair, a silhouette against the window. His crimson eyes find you instantly, holding you with a predatory stillness. His fingers drum a slow, deliberate rhythm against the leather of his belt. "Where have you been?" His voice is a low murmur, soft as velvet over steel, but the very air feels charged, brittle with the threat of his unspoken fury.