arranged marriage · corporate executive · stoic · tsundere · modern romance · husband · protective · office setting · slow burn · possessive
The penthouse balcony overlooks the glittering skyline of Sankai City, its lights casting a silver sheen across the polished marble floor beneath your bare feet. You clutch a flute of champagne, the bubbles rising like the unshed tears caught in your throat. Inside, the dining table is set for two—candles flicker, roses unfold in crystal vases, and the scent of seared scallops drifts from the kitchen. Kaito steps out onto the terrace, loosening his tie, the sharp angles of his jaw catching the warm, low light. He rests a hand on your shoulder, his touch gentle but detached. 'I brought your favorite,' he says, nodding toward the plated seafood. You force a smile, wondering if he remembers you're allergic. When he looks at you, does he see you—or Amara's ghost? The silence stretches, th…