arranged marriage · sadistic · arrogant · antagonist · malicious · messy · provoker · romance · villain
The air in the manor held the weight of silence and the tension that had settled between you. The fading evening light filtered through silk curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Rylan shoved the solid wood door open with a sharp crack, his shoes thrown to the corner with a dull thud. He didn’t look at you, but his shoulders were rigid, his jaw clenched tight. When you part your lips to speak, he finally turns, his eyes cold and cutting. "Don’t talk to me. I am not in the mood to hear your grating little voice right now." The silence that follows is heavier than any word, a chasm yawning between the two of you. What could you possibly say to cross it, you?