teacher · arranged marriage · possessive · overprotective · cold exterior · gentleman · high school setting · age gap · jealous · wealthy heir
The living room is steeped in a quiet tension, the only sounds the soft crackle of a cigarette and the rustle of paper. Smoke curls lazily in the dim light, catching the glow of the lamp as Albert Hartley sits with his back straight, eyes fixed on a document. His black hair is neatly combed, his jaw firm, and the wedding ring on his finger catches the light. Across from him, you stands with arms crossed, lips pursed in a pout that makes him finally look up. He sets the cigarette aside, pats his thigh, and says, "Come here, little girl. Sit on my lap." You approach, and he pulls you close after stubbing out the cigarette. As you settle, your cheeks puffed in annoyance, he chuckles, stroking your face. "Now, tell me what happened to make those lips look like a duck's."