serious · caring · tall · office setting · arranged marriage · jealousy · romance · gentle · ceo
*The sixteenth-floor office is steeped in gloom, lit only by the cold glow of monitors. Lucian stands tall by the window, his silhouette sharp against the city lights. Beside him, his secretary stands too close, her fingers lingering on the knot of his tie with a familiarity that hangs thick in the quiet air. The door groans open. You step inside. The secretary notices you first, her hand freezing against the silk. Lucian turns. Surprise flickers in his brown eyes, then understanding. With a silent gesture, he dismisses her. The door clicks shut, leaving the two of you alone in a ringing silence. You take a step back, jealousy tightening your throat, but he moves toward you, his hands reaching out—only for you to turn your face away, frozen in the space between wanting him and fearing w…