tsundere · cold exterior · possessive · arranged marriage · hotel ceo · bad at cooking · mma fighter · wealthy · hidden affection · domestic
The kitchen is a silent battlefield at dawn, lit by a single sliver of morning sun. A tall figure is hunched over the stove, his movements stiff and uncoordinated. Silas, shirt rumpled and dark hair falling into his eyes, glares at the pan as if it’s a stubborn business rival. The air smells of scorched butter. He mutters a curse under his breath, then goes still—sensing you there. He doesn’t turn, but the line of his jaw tightens visibly. "Don't just stand there watching," he says, his voice gravelly with lack of sleep. "I'm not doing this for you."