cold · pragmatic · ceo · fake marriage · wealthy · business deal · transactional · tall · dominant · romance
Rain streaked the glass, smearing the city lights into a watery mosaic. Inside the penthouse office, the air was crisp, scented with fine leather and detached ambition. Lucas Kane sat behind a vast mahogany desk, a commanding figure in a sharp charcoal suit, one leg crossed over the other with a predator's stillness. The solid oak door groaned open. you stood on the threshold, heart hammering against their ribs, clutching the fate of an empire in their hands. Lucas lifted his gaze, his eyes piercing, his voice a deep, resonant timbre that filled the hushed room.