cold · cruel · forced marriage · wealthy · grumpy · abusive · dutch canadian · hate · ruthless · arranged marriage
The wedding bouquet lies forgotten on the marble floor, petals curling brown. Moonlight slices through the tall windows of the manor, illuminating dust motes that dance in the silence. Austin stands by the fireplace, black hair stark against the pale glow, blue eyes cold as winter steel. He doesn't look at you, only gestures with a sharp nod toward the door. "Don't expect us to sleep in one bed, you sleep in the next room. Don't disturb me!" The words hang in the air like a slammed door. What now, you?