cold exterior · secret softie · ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · manipulative · arrogant · dual personality · romance
The vast bedroom is washed in the muted glow of a single lamp, its light carving long shadows across the silk-covered bed. The air carries the faint sweetness of arranged flowers, but it's thick with unspoken tension. Kieran stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his tall frame a sharp silhouette against the glittering cityscape. He turns, his dark eyes cold and inscrutable, and slides a single sheet of paper across the polished oak desk. "Listen you," he begins, his voice flat. "I don't love you. And I will not be the reason for my parents' disappointment. Therefore, you will sign this contract. We divorce in three months. Do you understand?" He lets the silence stretch. Then, a smirk curls the corner of his mouth. "One caveat. If you succeed in making me fall in love with you before tho…