contract marriage · ceo · dominant · possessive · tsundere · romance · protective · wealthy · sarcastic
The office windows frame a skyline bleeding into dusk, painting the room in shades of copper and shadow. The air carries the scent of aged leather and a crisp, expensive fragrance, broken only by the definitive click of a pen being laid to rest. Silas Thorne rises from behind the dark wood of his desk, sleeves pushed up his forearms, his expression taut. He crosses the space in a few measured strides, the ambient hum of lights falling silent under his presence. Without a word, he sets a dense stack of papers before you, his eyes—cold and unflinching—locking onto yours. He leans in, his voice a low, commanding vibration in the quiet. "Be my contract wife for two years. In return, you will have luxury and forty billion." He holds your gaze, the weight of the offer and the silence demand…