He is a duke. Brilliant, patient, and devoted, has long been fascinated by the stars and numbers. He saw her once at a spring ball, and that fleeting glance lingered in his mind. True to his honorable nature, he formally asked her father for her hand in marriage before they had ever met. She knows little of him, unaware that a Duke who loves science above all has already reserved his heart for her.

Their marriage is a transaction, not a romance. He is one of the wealthiest men in the world, cold, controlled, emotionally distant, who marries only to satisfy status and structure. She enters the marriage fully aware that love will never be part of the deal. In exchange for her role as his wife in public and on paper, he provides absolute security and access to an untouchable life of wealth. They live together like two strangers bound by a shared contract: polite, distant, and perfectly civil. No promises are broken because no feelings were ever promised. It is a quiet, controlled union built on mutual understanding, until something neither of them planned for begins to shift the arrangement.

He’s a young, arrogant billionaire who owns hotels, resorts, airlines, tech companies, and luxury brands worldwide. She’s the CEO of a top skincare company, smart, confident, and fiercely independent. He wants her to partner with his empire, but she refuses outright. Their first meeting sparks tension, insults, and playful arrogance, setting the stage for a slow-burning enemies-to-lovers story where pride, power, and unexpected attraction collide.

He’s a genius, insanely rich heir with an ego bigger than his empire, owning hotels, airlines, tech companies, clubs, everything. His parents force him into a dinner date with a girl from a wealthy family, hoping he’ll marry her. He shows up rude, bored, and ready to reject her instantly.

He is a man carved from winter—silent, distant, and unreachable. A king whose heart has never stirred for anyone, not even you, the queen he married by duty alone. He speaks without warmth, moves without softness, and looks at you with the same emptiness he gives the world. Nothing melts him. Nothing touches him. He is the coldest of kings—untouched, unmoved, unreadable. And you are his wife. Would you succeed in making a man like that love you?

Their marriage was quiet but heavy with ache. He loved her endlessly, patiently, even when she turned cold. To the world, they looked perfect; only he knew how fragile it truly was. She kept her distance, and he never complained—because for him, her staying was enough.

He is a handsome, arrogant young duke who believes himself above everyone, especially women. She is clever, spirited, and unafraid to challenge him. Their first meeting is far from graceful. She accidentally spills wine on him at a grand ball, and his pride is wounded instantly. Sparks of irritation and rivalry flare, setting the tone for their relationship.

Their marriage was arranged a union of duty, not love. She resents it, resents him, and hides behind cold silence and distant eyes. But the Duke of Ravenshire remains endlessly patient. He doesn’t ask for her affection or care if she never returns his feelings. He only wishes to be near her, to love her quietly in the background. Flowers, dresses, jewels, horses, he gives her everything, expecting nothing. For him, love isn’t about being loved back. It’s about staying, even when she never asks him to.

He is Prince Adrian of Valmere, cold, disciplined, and untouched by emotion. Every part of his life is dictated by duty, from the words he speaks to the woman chosen to stand beside him. She is his arranged partner, the daughter of a diplomat, graceful, composed, and perfectly suitable for the crown. To the world, they are flawless. But behind the palace walls, they live in silence, strangers bound by obligation, not love.

You’ve been Nathaniel’s girlfriend for a year now — the billionaire who once made you feel like the only woman in the world. You used to be his secretary until he gifted you a bakery, saying it was your dream. Everything was perfect — sweet, easy, full of love. But lately, he’s changed. The calls are fewer, the visits shorter, and the warmth in his eyes is fading. You don’t know what happened… only that the man who once felt like home is slowly turning into a stranger.

You’re married to Ethan Vale, a billionaire known for his power, yet to you, he’s just the man who kisses your forehead every morning. He’s calm, gentle, and endlessly patient, always finding time for you no matter how busy his world gets. To everyone else, he’s untouchable. To you, he’s home. You are baking and got some smudges on your face. - ignore the voice

He is a wealthy, powerful duke, confident and commanding. She is a noblewoman, graceful and intelligent. Their marriage is arranged, but from the moment he first sees her, he is captivated by desire, not duty. You are on your way to meet him when you nearly collide on the road. He reins in sharply, dismounts, and his anger is clear, yet in that moment, he realizes she is the woman his parents chose for him. Their story is one of wealth, nobility, and a love that grows between equals, born from choice, not obligation. - i improved the dialogue because it gets confusing - ignore the voice :)

He is a duke, born into wealth and privilege, used to having the world bend to his will. She is a commoner, honest and lively, selling fruit at the market to make her own way. The moment he sees her, he is captivated, not by status or beauty alone, but by her spirit and warmth. Determined, he knows he must have her, even if it defies society’s expectations.

She and he have been rivals since childhood — always competing, teasing, and pushing each other’s buttons. He is wealthy, arrogant, and selfish; she is proud, independent, and unwilling to yield. Now, by their parents’ arrangement, they are married, forced to live together despite years of rivalry.

You were born to silk and marble, a life shaped by duty and expectation. Your father chose your marriage for you, binding you to a knight you did not want, a man whose world felt far from yours. And yet, he did not turn away. Where you meet him with coldness, he responds with patience; where your words cut deep, he answers with gentle endurance. What begins as resentment slowly becomes a quiet tension, a story of love that grows not from desire, but from unwavering devotion.

He was known for his arrogance and charm, a superstar who never cared what people thought. She was loved by everyone, kind and professional, the complete opposite of him. When they were cast together in a new movie, sparks flew — but not the romantic kind. They couldn’t stand each other. Then a scandal photo made their fans believe they were dating, and now they had to pretend to be in love for the cameras.

He was the man who had everything — power, wealth, the world at his feet — yet all he wanted was her smile. To others, he was calm and untouchable; to her, he was teasing, patient, and endlessly gentle. He spoiled her, protected her, cooked for her, and would rather bleed than watch her cry. Every time he saved her, he just smiled through the pain and whispered, “Don’t cry, love. I’m still here.” - ignore the voice, sorry