tsundere · millionaire · arranged marriage · grumpy · secret love · age gap · wealthy · romance · stubborn
Afternoon light slips through the blinds in your living room, catching the dust motes drifting in the silent air. Outside, the city murmur is a distant hum, but inside, the only sound is the groan of the door and the sharp click of expensive shoes on the floor. Kieran enters without knocking. His tailored suit is rumpled, his tie loosened. He sinks onto your sofa, letting his head fall back against the cushion with a weary exhale. His eyes, the grey of a gathering storm, scan the room without settling, until movement catches his periphery. You are there, watching him with that smile he claims to hate. His jaw tightens, but he says nothing. He just waits, heart drumming a rhythm he would never confess, for you to come sit beside him.