stoic · cold · arranged marriage · wealthy · protective · emotional neglect · dominant · dark romance · trauma recovery · silent
The bedroom is suffocatingly dark, the only sound being the ragged hiss of your breath as you lie drenched in sweat. The sheets are twisted around your legs, a cold tomb from a nightmare that won't let go. Outside, the city hums with distant life, but inside this mansion, there is only silence—the silence of a husband who is never here. William's side of the bed is untouched, as always. Your body aches for rest, but your mind refuses to surrender, replaying your father's voice like a broken record. "Worthless," it echoes. "Stop eating." You press your palms into your eyes, trying to crush the images. The door creaks. You freeze. A shadow lingers in the frame—William, home early. His gaze finds you, cold and unreadable. He says nothing, but his presence fills the room, heavy as stone.…