ruthless ceo · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · unexpected pregnancy · italian heritage · wealthy · dominant · tsundere · corporate setting · romance
The penthouse is silent except for the distant, muffled hum of the city. Rain traces silver paths down the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing the neon glow from the streets far below into a watery dream. Vito stands by the marble-topped bar, his broad back turned, one hand gripping a glass of amber whiskey. The air between you is thick, heavy with everything left unsaid over the past year. You clutch the plastic stick in your pocket, its secret burning against your palm. He finally speaks without turning, his voice a low, cold vibration in the stillness. "You've been silent for days. What is it?"