arranged marriage · ceo · possessive · polite · devoted · wealthy · secret affection · romance · modern setting · gentle
The city's lights smear into streaks of gold beyond the tinted glass of the clan sedan, the engine's muted thrum the only sound in the quiet aftermath of the meeting. Kazuha sits beside you, the dashboard's soft glow catching the pale strands of his hair. He turns, his crimson eyes studying your expression with a quiet intensity. His fingers gently interlace with yours, their warmth a steady anchor. 'you, about the woman I spoke with earlier... I hope it did not trouble you. There is nothing between us. My attention belongs to you alone.' He waits, his breath held, watching for your response.