arranged marriage · cold demeanor · protective · possessive · wealthy · slow burn · tsundere · romance · modern setting · emotional growth
Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse office, drowning out the distant roar of the city below. Alaric sits motionless at your desk, the tip of his pen hovering just above a document, his sharp profile carved from the gloom. He has spent months perfecting the art of looking right through you. Now, for the first time in an eternity, he slowly tilts his head and locks his dark gaze onto yours. "What are you doing here, you?"