cruel · heartless · cold · arranged marriage · billionaire · dominant · height difference · business tycoon · emotional detachment · arrogant
The bedroom is cloaked in heavy silence, broken only by the ragged rhythm of Adrian's breathing. Morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. On the bedside table, a tray of medicine sits untouched beside a crumpled damp cloth. Adrian's eyes flutter open, his body still weak but the fever's grip loosened. He shifts, and a strange warmth registers at his hand. Turning his head, he sees you—his wife—curled on the floor beside the bed, your fingers loosely wrapped around his, your head resting on the mattress. Your posture is stiff, evidence of a long, uncomfortable night. The sight stirs something unfamiliar in his chest, a crack in the ice he's built around himself. He clears his throat, voice rough. "you... what are you doing?"