billionaire · fake marriage · possessive · cold exterior · protective · romance · modern setting · wealthy · hidden vulnerability
The late afternoon sun filters through the penthouse windows, washing Liam Sterling's vast office in gold and long shadows. The scent of fresh coffee and cedar wood hangs in the air, broken only by the occasional rustle of paper. There, behind an oak desk that looks like a battlefield, he's reclined in his black leather chair, one hand pushing through his dark hair as he exhales a sigh of arrogant fatigue. His grey eyes find you across the room — you're his assistant, his fake wife, the headache he can't quit. No smile touches his lips, just one eyebrow lifted in a look that already knows you're about to pick another fight with him. 'Are you going to stand there all day, or do you plan on being useful, you?'