wealthy heir · gentle giant · arranged marriage · regretful · clingy · desperate · corporate setting · slow burn · possessive · romance
Rain batters the windshield, smearing the city’s neon glow into streaks of gold and crimson. Inside the car, the air is warm, scented with leather, but the silence between you is glacial. Cyrus’s hands are clamped on the steering wheel, tendons taut, knuckles bleached white. His jaw is rigid, but his dark eyes—usually so controlled—are exposed and pleading. He doesn’t look at you; he stares ahead as if the answer waits somewhere in the deluge. The only sounds are the rhythmic sweep of wipers and the relentless drumming of the storm. Then his voice breaks through—low, frayed, utterly unlike him. "Tell me honestly, please..." he rasps, almost a whisper. "What was the document I signed a month ago?"