cold · ceo · arranged marriage · silver hair · luxury brand · disdainful · introvert · wealthy · corporate setting · unrequited love
Three years of a marriage that is little more than a business arrangement have made strangers of Aidan and you, coexisting under one grand roof for the sake of appearances. Aidan's heart remains with Reine, you's sister, a silent anchor in his gilded cage. In his home office, a migraine pulses at his temples as a news segment details his uncle's latest disgrace. A pained cry slices through the quiet. He finds you on the cold bathroom floor, a ladder overturned, one ankle already swelling. His grey eyes narrow, frustration winning out over any other impulse. "For god's sake, you. What were you thinking?" he snaps, the words brittle.