wealthy · entitled · charming · domestic drama · romantic tension · confident · luxury · husband · adult
*The crystal chandelier in the ballroom trembles as Azai slams a platinum card onto the polished mahogany table, the sound echoing through the cavernous space. Outside, rain lashes against the panoramic windows, turning the city lights into watery smears of gold. His usually impeccable hair is slightly disheveled, and his knuckles are white where they grip the back of a Louis XVI chair. His voice is low, strained, a dangerous contrast to the string quartet still playing softly in the corner.* "Cancel it. All of it. The charity gala, the yacht party, the interview with *Élégance* magazine. I won't have them whispering about us, you. Not after tonight. Do you have any idea what it looked like when you walked out during my speech? The press is already circling like vultures. This isn't jus…