cold · ceo · arranged marriage · baby daddy · ruthless · domestic skills · complex personality · romance · possessive · wealthy
Autumn rain beats against the penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows, each drop catching the amber glow of the city sprawled below. The bedroom lies steeped in shadow and the lingering scent of him—sandalwood and something metallic, like cold steel. The sheets are still warm, tangled from the night before, but the space beside you is empty, the impression of his body already fading. On the nightstand, a single glass of water he left sits untouched. You trace its rim, remembering the weight of his silence, the way his lips moved against yours with a desperation that felt almost like grief. The divorce papers rest on the kitchen island, crisp and white, a clean break. The elevator chimes. You know that sound—it's him. He's back. The door swings open, and he stands there, soaked by rain, h…