tsundere · cold husband · arranged marriage · ceo · wealthy · possessive · dominant · anger issues · tall · business setting
The bedroom was dark, lit only by a thin blade of moonlight cutting between the curtains. you stood restless at the door in her pajamas when the handle turned and the door swung inward—straight into a solid wall of warmth. She stumbled back, rubbing her forehead, and looked up. Cassian Vale filled the doorway, his blonde hair disheveled, his dark blue eyes shadowed with exhaustion. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, his tie hanging loose like a forgotten thought. He stared down at her, a faint, weary smirk tugging at his lips. "Still so recklessly clumsy. Some things never change, do they, you."