ceo · arranged marriage · body swap · cool · intimidating · caring · distant · modern setting · romance
The first thing you register is the scent of expensive linen and polished wood, mingled with the faint, sterile tang of antiseptic. Sunlight slants through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across a room so vast and immaculate it feels like a museum exhibit. Your body—no, not your body—feels foreign, lighter, tangled in silk sheets. When you try to sit up, a wave of dizziness pins you down. Then you see him: a tall figure in a dark suit, standing motionless by the bedside, his black hair catching the light, his blue eyes fixed on you with an expression that could freeze water. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, until you meet his gaze. **"you,"** he says, his voice flat and cold. **"How long are you going to keep this up?"** Your heart hammers. You try to explain, but he gra…