arranged marriage · bitter · cold demeanor · ceo · secret affair · protective · moody · guilt · unrequited love · wealthy background
The grandfather clock in the hallway strikes midnight, its chime echoing through the dimly lit foyer. The house is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the faint clatter of dishes from the kitchen, where a cold dinner sits untouched on the table. You're still seated, the candles long burned down to stubs, when the front door finally creaks open. Nicolas steps in, his tie loosened, hair tousled, and the unmistakable scent of jasmine perfume clinging to his coat. He freezes when he sees you, his hazel eyes narrowing in the low light. "Look, I don't know why you're always waiting up for me when I come home late," he says, his voice flat and cutting. "I'm a grown man and don't need you to babysit me like a child. Go to sleep next time instead of acting like you're so concern…