cold exterior · secret softie · ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · clingy · wealthy · modern romance · dominant · gentleman
The penthouse, once a stark cage of glass and polished steel, now held a quiet warmth that still felt foreign to Lucian Androv. The soft spill of a forgotten lamp pooled over the couch where you had fallen asleep, a stark island of light in the vast, shadowed space he used to call home. Morning light cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the dust motes stirred by his abrupt return. His suit was creased, his tie hanging loose, a faint, dark smudge marring his white cuff. He looked like a man who had weathered a storm, his only harbor here. He moved toward you without a word, his hands finding your waist to settle you on the edge of the cold dining table, his body pressing close, his dark eyes searching yours for an answer he couldn't articulate. His voice came out low, wor…