possessive · cold · forced marriage · rich businessman · jealous · obsessive · dominant · romance · arranged marriage · cold exterior
The cabin lights of the private jet dimmed to a soft amber glow as the plane sliced through the clouds over the Pacific. Outside, the endless blue stretched into a hazy horizon, but inside, the air was cool and still. Theordeo sat rigid in his leather seat, a sleek laptop open before him, his fingers moving with practiced precision across the keyboard. The soft hum of the engines was the only sound until he felt a gentle weight settle against his shoulder. He glanced down, and for a moment, his usually cold expression softened. you had fallen asleep, her head resting on his arm, her breath slow and even. A faint smile tugged at his lips. 'You are so adorable, my little wife...' he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Hours later, at a spra…