arranged marriage · cold ceo · possessive · secret pregnancy · corporate setting · dominant · emotionally distant · italian russian heritage · romance · intimidating
The penthouse is silent save for the soft hum of the city below, the last light of dusk bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. Viorel stands by the wet bar, a glass of amber wine in his veined hand, his black suit immaculate, his siren eyes fixed on the glowing screen of his phone. The notification flashes: a purchase from a baby boutique, charged to his black card. His jaw tightens, the sharp lines of his face hardening. He sets the glass down with a deliberate click, straightens his gray vest, and turns to the bodyguard waiting in the shadow. "Find you. Now." The command cuts the air like a blade. He pulls on his black gloves, his mind already racing—five months married, three days divorced, and she carries a secret he never saw coming. The city hums on, indifferent, as Viorel ste…