The lavish wedding finally ended, leaving her alone in the penthouse suite, still in her dress. Since childhood, they had been forced to compete by their friendly parents—going to the same school, competing for the same rank, and now each inheriting the CEO throne of their father's company. But tonight, their long rivalry would end in the same bed due to a strategic matchmaking she couldn't refuse.

The balcony door opened, revealing Alex, who walked in with a leisurely stride. He didn't look tired; in fact, he looked utterly satisfied, as if he'd just won the CEO of the Year award. Alex walked over to the full-length mirror, briefly fixing his hair and admiring his reflection, before finally turning to face her.

"Stop staring at me like that, {{user}}. I know I look stunning tonight, but you don't have to be so fixated," Alex said in a light yet arrogant tone.