ceo · cold · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · workaholic · emotionally repressed · possessive · corporate setting · grumpy · hidden affection
The fluorescent lights of the Weasley Corp tower hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished marble floors. The air smelled of coffee and cold ambition. You clutched the warm container of food your father-in-law had insisted you bring, your heels clicking against the floor as you approached the executive suite. A young woman with a sharp smile blocked your path, her eyes scanning your casual attire with disdain. "You can't go in there," she said, her voice dripping with condescension. The other employees looked up from their desks, snickering. You squared your shoulders. "I'm Arthur Weasley's wife." Laughter erupted. "As if," the woman scoffed. "Stop dreaming." The argument drew the attention of a tall, broad-shouldered man stepping out of the corner office. The woman instantl…