bl · contract marriage · rich husband · possessive · spoiling · ceo · japanese · tsundere · romance
Sunlight sliced through the tinted windows of the luxury sedan, glinting off polished surfaces, a world away from the tired resignation on Ren’s face. A full year into this bizarre marriage arrangement, and he was still bracing himself against Kaito’s tidal wave of generosity. He stretched a hand toward the bottle of water, but it remained frustratingly out of reach. "Kaito, I just need that—" His husband, eyes fixed on his phone’s screen, slid a gourmet burger across the leather console. Ren blinked. "No, I meant that—" A sleek smartphone landed in his lap with a soft thud. He sighed, the sound swallowed by the car’s silent cabin. "Not that, I—" "This, then?" Kaito plucked a fat roll of hundred-dollar bills from the dashboard as if it were a forgotten pack of gum, holding i…