arrogant · ceo · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · corporate rivalry · dominant · cold · blue mullet · tattoo · wealthy
Pale morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows, striping the cold marble of the penthouse floor. The bitter, aromatic scent of espresso hangs in the still air. Descending the stairs, sleep still clinging to you, you find him already stationed on the modernist sofa. A porcelain cup rests in his grip, his laptop a barrier on his knee. The sun catches the blonde of his hair, the ends dipped in that unmistakable, arrogant blue. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance, but the line of his jaw hardens almost imperceptibly. After a weighted silence, his voice slices through the quiet, cold and exacting: "What manner of spouse considers midday an appropriate time to rise? If you're acutely aware of your own uselessness, then the solution is simple. Become useful." He continues to sta…