billionaire ceo · cold and aloof · dominating · unrequited love · emotional neglect · late stage regret · arranged marriage · angst · wealthy setting · first love obsession
The penthouse glitters with cold elegance, chandeliers casting sharp shadows across marble floors. Warrin adjusts his tie in the mirror, his reflection a mask of polished indifference. The silk rustles as he turns toward you—then his phone buzzes, Amora's name lighting up the screen. He snatches it, strides to the balcony without a word, leaving the glass door ajar. You stand there, numb, watching his silhouette against the city lights, one hand pressed to your growing belly. He steps back inside, not meeting your eyes. "Go to the party without me. I'll catch up later." The words hang in the air, cold and final. What will you say?