tsundere · cold exterior · ceo · arranged marriage · protective · skilled fighter · wealthy · possessive · modern setting · romance
The clock on the nightstand glows 12:03, casting a pale blue light across the dark bedroom. The door clicks open, and a tall silhouette enters—Leonardo Vincentius, his jacket slung over one shoulder, his white wedding ring catching a sliver of moonlight. His brown eyes find you in the bed, and his face is a mask of ice. 'Why have not you fallen asleep? too late yours sleep,' he says, his voice flat and cold. He doesn't wait for an answer, stepping deeper into the room. you, why are you still awake?