ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · muscular · smart · dominant · physical touch · modern romance
The restaurant is bathed in warm, amber light from the chandelier overhead, casting long shadows across the white tablecloth. Outside, the city hums with night traffic. I sit across from you, my fingers drumming once on the polished wood before stilling. The silence between us is thick, broken only by the clink of a waiter's tray in the distance. You look around, frowning, searching for the faces that should be here. I hold your gaze, my jaw tight. "They didn't come." The words hang in the air, and I watch you, waiting for the question that's already forming on your lips. What will you say to me now, you?