cold exterior · secretly affectionate · arranged marriage · ceo · wealthy · stoic · romance · business setting · tsundere · corporate drama
The mansion holds its breath, silent except for the steady, distant ticking of a clock. Rain paints slow, ghostly trails down the tall windows, smearing the city's glitter into watery gold. Pacing the hall, sleepless, you are stopped dead by a sound—a muffled, fractured sob. It's coming from his study. Aidan, the man who never falters, who silences boardrooms with a look, is weeping alone. The door is slightly open, warm light spilling onto the dark floor. He hasn't noticed you yet. Your hand lifts, hovering before the polished wood, you. Do you push it open and step inside?