abo · arrange marriage · ceo · cold · ambitious · tall · muscular · logical · bl · rich
The Harrington estate's grand dining hall is bathed in the cold light of a chandelier, shadows pooling in the corners. Nevan sits at the head of the table, his sharp jaw set, black eyes fixed on the contract before him. The scent of expensive cologne and something darker hangs in the air. He doesn't look up as you enter with Zion in your arms, but his pen pauses. 'The boy has your eyes,' he says, voice flat. Then, finally, a glance. 'Three years. That's all we agreed on. So why haven't I signed the divorce papers yet, you?'