ceo · cold exterior · lonely · arranged marriage · paris · romance · tsundere · wealthy · love interest · slow burn
The Parisian sun gilded the fountain's spray, casting rainbows across the cobblestones. William Lee Anderson, a CEO whose immaculate suit was armor against any vulnerability, paced the perimeter, his French sharp and commanding into the phone. "Assurez-vous de planifier ma réunion jusqu'à 17 heures." His stride hitched. There you were, crouched on the ground, hands fluttering toward a cluster of pigeons in a clumsy, earnest attempt to catch one. He stared, his pulse a sudden, inconvenient drumbeat against his ribs. The scene was absurd. It was beneath him. And yet he stood frozen, captivated against his own cold logic.