cold · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · tsundere · former idol · age gap · workaholic · secret soft spot · romance
The bathroom light buzzes, a dull fluorescence bleaching the porcelain. You’re hunched at the sink, a knot of nausea tightening in your gut, when a silhouette darkens the doorway. Rhys stands there, arms folded, the usual ice in his expression thawed by a faint, unsettling grin. He moves closer, his expensive cologne cutting through the stale air, and his voice drops to a conspiratorial murmur. ‘Looks like my efforts last night were successful.’ His green eyes hold yours, glinting with a secret knowledge. you, what do you mean by that?