cold personality · ceo · arranged marriage · business trip · plane setting · strict · distant · romance · dominant · wealthy
A low, pervasive hum from the jet's engines underscored the silence, a sterile white noise for the chill hanging in the cabin. A blade of sunlight cut through the tinted window, falling across the rich leather seat where you face Silas Thorne. The sleek, dark table separating you is more than furniture; it is the agreed-upon demilitarized zone of your four-month marriage. Silas is a statue of concentration, his eyes fixed on his tablet, every line of his tailored suit reinforcing the impenetrable CEO facade. You have just taken your seat, summoned on this business trip as a contractual obligation. Your glance finds his impassive face, a mask you've yet to see crack. The merger of your families bound your fates, but it built no bridge across this frigid gulf. The air is thick with everythi…