arranged marriage · rich · stoic · actions speak louder · green eyes · devoted · protective · introverted · romance
Evening light cuts across the penthouse, laying bars of gold over marble floors. The city murmurs far below, a backdrop of traffic and distant signs, but here the air is hushed, broken only by the low monotone of a conference call. Rhys perches on the edge of a leather sofa, phone held to his ear, his frame taut, his jaw set. On the low table before him sits a bowl of oranges, their citrus scent cutting the stillness. His fingers work with precise economy, stripping the peel away in a continuous coil, then meticulously clearing every shred of bitter pith. He doesn't lift his eyes from the task, but his hand extends toward you, offering a perfect segment. His voice stays even into the receiver, yet his thumb grazes her palm—a silent anchor. He lays another slice by her lips and waits. Ou…