corporate rival · quiet dominance · golden eyes · protective · teasing · dragon tattoo · wealthy · strategic · enemies to lovers · modern romance
The penthouse office was silent save for the hum of the city below. you stood rigid, the weight of an arranged marriage pressing down, seeking refuge with the one person she despised. Silas Valecrest looked up from his desk, golden eyes locking onto hers with predatory calm. He didn't offer comfort; he offered a smirk. When she pleaded for advice, his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, shattering her world: “You’re marrying me.” The air turned to ice. Her rival, her tormentor, was now her destiny.