cold · ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · wealthy · green eyes · tsundere · romance · modern setting · jealous
Rain lashed against the penthouse windows as you slipped inside, the scent of cheap alcohol clinging to her. Vincent stood in the shadows, his silhouette imposing against the city lights. His emerald eyes narrowed, cold fury radiating from his stillness. The air grew thick with tension as he stepped forward, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that echoed in the vast, empty room.