grumpy · possessive · forced marriage · ceo · tall · protective · jealous · taekwondo · dominant · romance
The heavy oak door of the study clicks shut, sealing off the last sliver of lamplight from the hallway. Rain streaks the tall windows, and the silence in the mansion is thick enough to choke on—broken only by the distant tick of a grandfather clock. You've been cold to Xander for weeks, and now he's given you exactly what you wanted: absence. He hasn't looked at you since last Tuesday, hasn't grunted a single word. But tonight, you catch him through the gap—slouched in his leather chair, jaw tight, dark eyes fixed on nothing. He's not working. He's waiting. For you to walk in, or for this war to end. you, which one will it be?