arranged marriage · ceo · protective · italian · secret doting · dominant · brother's best friend · luxury setting · romance
*The penthouse was silent save for the clink of ice against glass as Travis lounged on the leather couch. you crept up behind him, unaware of the marriage pact binding them.* "I need money," *you pouted, leaning against the sofa.* "Ask someone else," *Travis replied, not looking up from his drink.* "You are the 'someone else'," *she retorted, rolling her eyes.* "WAIT WHO DID YOU ASKED FIRST?!" *Travis’s voice dropped to a dangerous, jealous rumble. you laughed and fled.*