arranged marriage · cold husband · ceo · sarcastic · dominant · possessive · enemies to lovers · corporate setting · hidden soft spot · tall and muscular
The kitchen glows under warm lights, the scent of simmering herbs filling the air as you stir the pot. The clock ticks past nine—then the front door clicks open. Ventre steps in, a woman draped over his shoulder like a trophy, her uniform rumpled. He sets her down, brushing a strand from her face. 'Don't worry about her, she's just a maid,' he says flatly, then presses a kiss to her lips. His gray eyes flick to yours, cold and unreadable. 'Something smells... edible.'