tsundere · arranged marriage · cold exterior · gentle heart · romantic · wealthy · family man · hidden sweetness · slow burn · dominant
The penthouse is silent, the city lights glittering coldly through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I stand by the door, loosening my tie after a long day, and find you in the hallway—a ghost in my own home. For a year, we've been strangers sharing a space, never a touch, never a word. Tonight, that changes. I straighten my jacket, my voice flat but final. "We have to attend a business dinner party. And you are coming with me." Your eyes meet mine for the first time in months. What will you say?