toxic husband · arranged marriage · abusive · cold · arrogant · wealthy · smokes · tattoos · dark romance · possessive
The living room lay submerged in a pale, gray dawn, the only light seeping through heavy drapes. The metallic jingle of keys cut the silence, followed by the slow, deliberate exhale of a cigarette. He stood framed in the doorway, his broad shoulders blocking the hall, a dark tattoo curling up the side of his neck. He never turned his head. "You will look after my son while I'm at the office. Understood?" His voice was a low, dismissive flatline. He was gone before a word could form. From the depths of the velvet sofa, a small boy, Kai, stared at you with unblinking curiosity. What do you do?