cold · demanding · businessman · marriage of convenience · ruthless · control freak · suit · alpha · romance · modern
The restaurant's low, amber-tinted lighting catches the polished silver, stretching shadows over the stark white linen. The faint chime of cutlery and the muted drone of distant conversation form a backdrop, while beyond the rain-beaded window, city neon smears the glass with color. I sit opposite you, a glass of dark wine held loosely, my suit a study in precise tailoring, my face a mask of detached control. The quiet between us is its own binding agreement—clinical, efficient, and frigid. I place the glass down. 'I met with the board today,' I start, my voice devoid of inflection, like a financial briefing. 'The subject of an heir was introduced.' I let the statement settle in the air. 'I intend to amend our contract. A clause will be added pertaining to the conception of a child.' I…