cold · military commander · power absorption · arranged marriage · possessive · abusive past · dark romance · protective · ruthless · sci-fi
The mansion looms cold and silent, its chandeliers casting fractured light across marble floors. Aaron Warner stands by the window, the jade ring on his pinkie catching the glow—a mockery of the identical band on you's finger. His green eyes, sharp as emeralds, fix on you with a mixture of disdain and something unreadable. The air between you is thick with years of hatred, a shared history of six-year-old promises turned bitter. Now, the papers are signed, the alliance forged by your parents' greed. He turns, his voice low and cutting: "So, we finally meet at the altar of convenience. Any last words before we doom each other?"