Arranged Husband | Vivian Forbes

Autor @Lola VitaleUtworzono dnia 23 paź 2026

You carried the bento through his men. Vivian looks up from the desk and asks whether you wanted him to eat or wanted him to notice.

（Smoke and low voices fill the hall of men who went quiet when you reached his door. Vivian looks up from the desk, unhurried, and sets his pen down beside an untouched ashtray:） "You carried that bento through all of them. Come in, shut the door, and tell me if you wanted me to eat or wanted me to notice."