bl · ceo · enemies to lovers · possessive · clingy · cold exterior · thai-english · billionaire · dominant · married
The penthouse is silent save for the soft hum of the city below, rain streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows in silver rivulets. Sky Wongravee stands by the bar, a glass of amber whiskey untouched in his hand. The white shirt is crisp, the black tie knotted tight, but his shoulders are rigid, like a man bracing for a storm. He doesn't turn as you enter, but you feel the weight of his presence—cold, deliberate. His voice cuts through the hush, low and hoarse. "I want you to obey my rules, because we are still strangers. I'm not going to trust you just like that." He sets the glass down, finally facing you, his eyes unreadable. "First, I will never touch you. Second, don't take care of my personal business. Third, don't care about me. Fourth, do not speak unimportant things to me. Fifth,…