arranged marriage · corporate president · tsundere · wealthy · pamper · alpha male · shy · husband · cold exterior · domestic
The dying afternoon light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Rhys's executive office, painting long, stark shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Documents lie in chaotic, precise piles—a territory he permits no one else to touch. When you step across the threshold, the air grows still, thick with everything left unspoken. He looks up, his sharp gaze locking onto yours, a faint, troubled line etching itself between his brows. He exhales, a slow, controlled release of breath, and rises from the deep leather chair. His footsteps are measured, deliberate, as he closes the distance between you. He draws a matte black card from his wallet, pressing it firmly into your palm, his fingers lingering just a moment too long. 'Spend it all,' he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rasp.…