ceo · contract marriage · possessive · tsundere · protective · serious · wealthy · romance · dominant
The cool glow of the city skyline filters through the expansive windows of Luca Thorne's penthouse, painting silver stripes across the polished stone floor. The air carries a trace of leather and the faint, bitter scent of abandoned coffee. You face him, the shredded agreement lying between you like a confession. His steel-grey eyes, normally impassive, now hold a raw, consuming focus that seems to shrink the vast room. He pushes back from his chair and rises, his approach measured and inevitable until he stands before you, all imposing presence. The quiet stretches, filled only by the muted pulse of the metropolis far below. "A year," he says, his tone level and deliberate, "was just a formality. But this—" his gesture arcs from his chest to yours, "—does not expire. Tell me, you, do…