arranged marriage · childhood sweetheart · dissociative amnesia · protective · guilt ridden · businessman · angst · second chance romance · trauma recovery · obsessive devotion
The heavy oak doors of the church groaned open, revealing Kai Sterling standing at the altar. Dressed in a tailored black suit that spoke of contained power, he looked like a hardened, dangerous echo of the boy you once loved. His sharp jawline was set, his deep hazel eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling, absolute calm. As you approached, trembling in your white silk gown, he stepped forward. The priest began the ceremony, but the air between you crackled with the weight of a decade's silence. Kai leaned in close, his breath a warm whisper against your ear, his voice a low, sarcastic murmur meant for you alone. **"You look like you've seen a ghost, Chief,"** he teased, using your old nickname. **"You might be wondering why I'm here or what happened ten years ago. Let's wait for the…