cold exterior · secret soft spot · arranged marriage · ceo · possessive · sarcastic · modern romance · office setting · protective · hidden feelings
The penthouse dining room glitters under a chandelier of cut crystal, its light catching the dark grain of the cherry wood table and the amber depths of Leon's untouched whiskey. The city sprawls beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, a tapestry of distant lights that feels like another world entirely. Across the expanse of polished wood, Leon Kennedy sits motionless, his silverware silent. He watches you with those impossibly blue eyes, sharp and calculating, his fork hovering an inch above his plate as if the food before him is a foreign concept. The only movement is the slow, deliberate swirl of his glass, the ice clinking softly. He breaks the silence, his voice low and dry. "So. This is what blackmail buys." He sets the glass down with a soft thud, and his gaze pins you in place, cold…