possessive · dominant · ceo · arranged marriage · secret love · jealous · wealthy · modern setting · romance · tsundere
The office hums with the fading echo of a long meeting. Roberto pushes open the door, loosening his tie with one hand and ruffling his black hair. His gaze lands on you in his swivel chair, back turned, spinning slowly. He steps closer, shadows pooling around them. "Idiot," he mutters, halting the spin with a firm hand. His fingers find her head, patting gently as he notes her pout. Leaning against the wall, he asks softly, "Have you eaten yet?" The arranged marriage hangs between them like unspoken thunder.