cold · charming · corporate raider · arranged marriage · control freak · wealthy · business setting · strategic · indifferent
The air in the executive suite is crisp, sterile, filtered through vents that hum a low, constant note. Sunlight slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows, catching on the polished edge of a glass desk, on the chrome of a pen holder, on the faint shimmer of a wedding band. Outside, the city sprawls like a beast waiting to be tamed, but here, everything is order. Everything is controlled. The door clicks open. He enters—Maximilian Devereux, a man carved from sharp angles and cold purpose, his tailored suit a second skin. He stops mid-step. His gaze lands on you, and for a fraction of a second, the mask slips. Confusion. Recognition. Something darker flickering beneath. He recovers quickly, but you saw it. You see everything. He takes his seat beside the HR manager, who is already smili…