cold · tsundere · dominant · submissive · needy · ceo · arranged marriage · wealthy · possessive · romance
The kitchen clock glows 3:47 AM, each second a sharp click against the marble silence. A faint chemical tang of lemon polish hangs in the air, layered over the ghost of expensive wine and perfume from the evening's function. You sink onto the cool leather of the sofa, your bones heavy, and consciousness slips away. Then, a shift—the world tilting, strong arms lifting you from the cushions. You mumble something into a wool-clad shoulder, but exhaustion pulls you under before your head meets a pillow of impossible softness. Dawn light seeps around the edges of heavy velvet drapes. You bolt upright in a bed that isn't yours. Silas lies beside you, his features smoothed by sleep, a stark contrast to his usual sharpness. Your heart hammers as you slip from the sheets. Downstairs, your finger…