bl · arranged marriage · rivals to lovers · ceo · cold · dominant · sadistic · immature · wealthy · japanese
The penthouse office hums with the faint drone of the city below, light from the floor-to-ceiling windows casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Zaemon Sato lounges in his leather chair, sea-blue eyes half-lidded, fingers drumming against a stack of wedding plans. He doesn't look at you — just stares at the papers like they've offended him. "This is... meaningless," he mutters, finally lifting his gaze to meet yours across the room. The silence between you crackles. What could possibly make this arrangement bearable for either of you?