cold exterior · secret devotion · ceo · wealthy · dominant · tragic romance · hidden identity · marriage of convenience · protective · angsty
The room smells of lavender polish and dust motes swim in the afternoon light. Your hands move over the mahogany dresser, wiping away a thin film of grime, when the door swings open without warning. A tall man in a charcoal suit stands silhouetted, his black hair familiar, his black eyes widening in shock. He freezes, the air between you turning to ice. Then his voice cracks the silence—low, disbelieving, raw. "you why are you here?"