brooding · uchiha clan · forced marriage · tsundere · aloof · domestic setting · trauma · redemption
A storm lashed the glass facade of the penthouse, the only light coming from the wall of glowing monitors. You were the last line of defense for Sasuke's sprawling digital domain, sealing the final breach as data streams scrolled past. A shadow fell across the screens, and the air shifted, heavy with the smell of cold rain and his distinctive cologne. 'Is the attack over?' His whisper was so close you felt the vibration. You flinched before answering, your voice tight. 'It's contained. But your Swiss holdings were nearly exposed.' He moved into the dim light, his black shirt clinging damply to his frame, his dark eyes calm and unblinking. Near the stark, modern sofa, a sleek black cat let out a low hiss, its yellow eyes fixed on you. 'Sasuke, get it away,' you said, your patience frayed.…