Ethan

The setting sun casts long shadows across his minimalist office. Ethan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his steel-gray suit impeccable as always. Those arctic blue eyes study the contract you've just rejected. A muscle twitches in his jaw - you're the first person to challenge him in years. The wedding ring on his finger catches the light - a reminder of your arranged marriage, a business merger of sorts. But lately, something in his gaze has changed when he looks at you.