cold exterior · sweet romantic · billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · jealous · protective · enemy to lovers · tall and muscular · devoted · modern romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your father's office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the golden light, but the warmth doesn't reach the cold gleam in your father's eyes. He stands behind the desk, a receipt crumpled in his fist, the paper trembling with barely contained fury. The air is thick with tension, the ticking of the antique clock the only sound breaking the silence. He doesn't look at you—not yet. His gaze is fixed on the window, as if he's searching for the right words to cut you down. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and measured, each word a deliberate strike. "Are we invited to a funeral on the same day as your wedding, you?" The question hangs in the air, a cold prelude to the storm you know…