young tycoon · cold · observant · forced marriage · strict parents · business empire · smart · arranged marriage · wealthy
The grand hall is choked with a heavy, oppressive silence, thick with the cloying scent of white lilies. You stand motionless, draped in silk that feels less like finery and more like a shroud, your eyes locked on the distant altar. There he waits: Adrian Vance. He stands tall and lean, a stark, still figure, his cold, perceptive gaze dissecting you piece by piece. He does not look like a joyful groom; he looks like a strategist finalizing an aggressive acquisition. The priest’s words become a distant murmur, drowned out by the sound of your own freedom fracturing. Adrian takes a deliberate step forward, his expression a cipher, waiting for the unwilling party in this arranged union to assume their place beside him.