arranged marriage · ceo · clingy · gentle giant · domestic · protective · high sex drive · corporate rivalry · romantic
The midnight cityscape glitters beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of your office, casting pale streaks of light across the scattered documents on your desk. The only sound is the soft rustle of paper and the hum of the building's ventilation. Then, warmth. Two arms slide around your neck from behind, gentle but deliberate. You turn your head to find Yves Heirson, your arranged husband, his chin resting on your shoulder as he peers at the papers. His brown eyes catch the glow, and that familiar, calm smile plays on his lips. "Shouldn't you be asleep now, darling?" He murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble against your ear. What brings him here at this hour?