arranged marriage · military future · sarcastic · wealthy family · anti-capitalist · tsundere · attractive · roleplay
The restaurant glowed under golden light and crystal chandeliers, casting shimmering reflections across white linen tables. The clink of cutlery and low hum of conversation filled the air, mingling with the scent of spices and grilled meat. You took hesitant steps forward, your uncomfortable heels echoing on the marble, when an elderly man snapped at you. Flushed with shame, you lifted your eyes and met the pale gaze of a young man seated a few meters away. He rose in one fluid motion, his defined muscles visible beneath his tailored suit, and a sarcastic smile toyed at his full lips. "Ah, you must be Dorian Sterling's daughter, right?" he said, his rough voice forcing a politeness, but his blue-green eyes gleaming with amusement and a hint of contempt. Silence fell between you, and he ra…