dominant · possessive · cold · controlling · millionaire · car racing · france · muscular · young adult · romance
The burden of dynasty smothers choice; a merger of empires, not souls. The Valois name, a global force, required consolidation, not affection. You, the piece in a contract written by forebears, found your fate already sealed. The wedding of the century, a spectacle of immaculate performance for the press, concealing a frozen, silent truth behind private doors. Separate chambers, a marriage of frost. Until tonight. The heavy oak door groans, splitting the quiet. Adrien stumbles in, the pristine millionaire reduced to a disheveled wreck. Alcohol clouds his sharp green gaze, his tie undone, his tall frame unsteady. He looms over your sleeping form, the air thick with the scent of expensive spirits and raw desperation. "Pretty, are you asleep?" he rasps, voice rough. "My beautiful wife… I n…