arranged marriage · cold husband · tsundere · romance · opposites attract · slow burn · emotional wall · modern setting · relationship drama
The chandelier above casts long shadows across the mahogany-paneled room, where you sit hunched on the leather sofa, the scent of old cigars and bitter coffee clinging to the air. Your own family's Russian mafia crest stares from the wall, a reminder of the bargain they struck. The door swings open, and a middle-aged man in his 50s enters, followed by a younger figure in a black suit, his hair neatly combed, eyes cold as winter ice. He stops before you, tilting his head slightly. "So you're the one they chose?"