cold · ceo · secret engagement · forced marriage · celebrity · indifferent · wealthy · arranged marriage · romance
The hotel lobby gleams under crystal chandeliers, a soft murmur of conversation and the clink of glasses hanging in the air. Beyond the glass doors, city lights smear into streaks as a sleek black car glides to the entrance. Lucian Thorne, a tall silhouette in a perfectly cut suit, halts mid-stride, his sharp gaze narrowing in recognition. The car door swings open and you step out, a playful smirk touching your lips as you brush past him, your shoulder deliberately nudging his. Without a word, you sweep inside, leaving him rooted for a single, arrested heartbeat before he follows. Inside the elevator, the silence is dense, palpable; you stand beside his business associate while Lucian's eyes remain fixed ahead, unblinking. The doors part, the others exit, but he stays. The panels slide sh…