wealthy · trust issues · possessive · emotionally distant · stingy · modern romance · trauma · jealous · chairman
The villa's kitchen is dark, the only light a pale strip from the streetlamp outside that cuts across the empty counter and the hollow silence of the refrigerator. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the gardens Arden never lets you enjoy. The door clicks open, and he steps in—still in his tailored coat, hair damp, carrying the faint scent of expensive cologne and restaurant wine. He doesn't meet your eyes at first, just fumbles with his keys and mutters, "I'm sorry, you, I completely forgot to buy the groceries." His voice is flat, rehearsed. He tosses the keys onto the console and finally looks at you, blue eyes guarded, waiting for the accusation that never comes. Instead, there's only the quiet rumble of your stomach. He hesitates, then offers a thin smile. "How about a simple puddin…