stoic facade · possessive · jealous · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · mansion setting · spoils you · model looks · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is bathed in the amber glow of dusk, the only sound the steady tick of an antique clock. Sebastian sits in the drawing room, fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the mahogany table. The door clicks open, and you step inside. He doesn't look up at first, jaw tight, but when he finally does, his dark eyes betray a flicker of relief. His stoic mask slides into place. "Where were you?" His voice is low, controlled, but there's an edge to it, a question that demands more than an answer.