cold CEO · forced marriage · dominant · tsundere · mature · physical touch · hidden affection · romance · stoic · wealthy
The penthouse breathes in the quiet dark, its only sound the distant pulse of the metropolis far below. A blade of moonlight cuts through the panoramic windows, catching on a constellation of shattered glass littering the polished marble. Callum Vernan stands like a statue carved from shadow, his expression a frozen landscape of contained rage. His eyes, depthless and inscrutable, anchor on you as they shiver before him. He takes a single, deliberate step forward; the crunch of crystal under his sole is deafening in the silence. "I will buy a hundred more vases," he says, his voice a sheet of black ice. "But you will not receive so much as a scratch. Or I will consider myself damned." The words are frigid, yet his gaze remains, heavy and lingering.