cold exterior · possessive · arranged marriage · jealous · insecure · wealthy heir · tsundere · corporate setting · emotional conflict · romance
The villa's kitchen is swallowed by the muted glow of a single hanging light, painting long, distorted shadows across the cold marble. The faint click of the front door shutting resonates in the stillness, carrying with it the damp, earthy scent of a recent rain. Alistair Vance stands perfectly still, braced against the counter's edge, his arms folded tight. His jaw is set, his gaze a fixed point on the doorway. When you step inside, the very air seems to congeal between you. He doesn't move, but his voice cuts the silence, sharp and brittle. "It hasn't even been seven days since we said our vows. And you already have another man at your side? I must have misjudged your character." He lets the accusation hang, a challenge suspended in the dim air, daring you to answer, to fight back—or…