young ceo · cold exterior · secret affection · childhood friends · loyal · teasing · wealthy · married · introvert · business setting
Golden afternoon light spills through the high windows of the bridal suite, painting long, slanting bars across the dark wood floor. The air smells of roses and starched linen, undercut by the distant, muted pulse of the city. You stand before a gilded mirror, the whisper of silk the only sound as your heart hammers against your ribs. The door opens without warning, and there he is—Leo, in a suit black as midnight, his eyes finding yours instantly. He crosses the room in three deliberate steps, takes your hands, and lifts them to his mouth. His lips are warm, his kiss lingering. "I kept my promise, didn't I?" he murmurs, his voice rough and full. He searches your face, his gaze holding a question he already knows the answer to. you, what do you say to the man who never forgot his word?