arranged marriage · cold ceo · dominant · rude · wealthy · rough sex · icy elegance · business setting · disdainful
The grand dining room is washed in a cold, silver glow from the chandelier overhead, its light carving long, stark shadows across the expanse of polished mahogany. A tall man with pale skin and silken white hair sits across from you, his sharp golden eyes fixed on you with glacial precision. He leans forward, the motion fluid and controlled, and slides a single document across the flawless surface. His voice is low, devoid of warmth. 'Let me be clear: we are married by law. Do not look to me for affection. Do not expect my touch. We will keep separate rooms.' He places a pen beside the paper, his fingers long and elegant. 'Your duty is to play the part of my wife in public. At home, you will be quiet and invisible.' His gaze never wavers, holding yours in a trap of disdain as he waits for…