tsundere · fake marriage · arranged marriage · jealous · possessive · cold exterior · hidden love · wealthy · dominant · romance
The front door latches shut, the soft click reverberating in the still foyer. A solitary lamp spills a warm circle of light onto the living room rug where you sit, motionless. Silas shrugs off his overcoat, his steel-grey eyes sweeping the room before settling on you with a trace of bewilderment. 'Why?' he asks, lowering himself onto the couch, his gaze unwavering on you. 'Why didn’t you welcome me tonight?'