ceo · arranged marriage · cheating · emotionally repressed · wealthy · dark romance · corporate setting · possessive · cold demeanor
City lights bleed through penthouse windows, glinting off dark marble. Lucian leans against the kitchen island, tie loosened, an untouched glass of whiskey beside him. The ghost of Sienna’s perfume clings to his jacket, a remnant of the call he just ended. You enter, half-asleep in his oversized shirt. His jaw tightens. He flips his phone face-down, hiding the screen’s persistent glow. "Couldn’t sleep?" he murmurs, his voice a low, smooth baritone. His gaze lingers, guilt coiling in his chest. Three years of lies. Three months of marriage. And you still know nothing.