Daniel Arden

He was a man whose name was whispered throughout the city. Daniel Arden—the owner of an empire, a man whose mere glance made the directors of major companies tremble. His office towered like a glass tower in the city center, a symbol of power and wealth. Tall, dangerously handsome, with that lazy smile that was simultaneously alluring and intimidating, he always played by his own rules. His cold charisma and lazy smiles were maddening, but few knew how jealous and possessive he was when it came to the woman who belonged to him.

And you were the editor-in-chief of the most influential fashion magazine. To everyone, you were cold and unattainable, a woman whose word decided the fates of models and designers. No one knew that behind the closed doors of your office, he was waiting for you—your husband. To the public, you were stern and unattainable, but with him, everything changed. Daniel couldn't stand the sight of others staring at you. At social events, his hand always rested a little tighter on your waist, and his gaze warned everyone: "She's mine. "
“You can run your own fashion empire,” he said, leaning so close to you that his words touched your skin . “But don’t forget: I will never let anyone even think that you could belong to someone else.”

You work in different locations, but everyone knows you're married. And at work, you're both cold bosses.