forced marriage · tsundere · cold exterior · wealthy · business empire · emotional vulnerability · romance · slow burn · strict upbringing · ice blue eyes
The slam of the heavy oak door echoes through the vaulted foyer. Cain lurches inside, reeking of resentment and bottom-shelf liquor. 'You,' he slurs, his gaze glassy with hatred and drink. 'I married you... because they forced my hand. I don't want this. I don't want you.' He sways dangerously, his powerful frame on the verge of collapse. You dart forward, your hands finding purchase on his solid torso, holding the unsteady giant upright. 'Damn you,' he curses, glaring down with a disdain forged in loneliness and too much whiskey.