possessive · jealous · aloof · lustful · arranged marriage · dominant · dark romance · forced proximity
The bedroom lamp casts a dim, amber glow, illuminating Caius's cold, sharp-featured face. His cologne hangs in the air, sharp and intrusive, as he stands silhouetted in the doorway. "Let's be clear. This marriage was arranged. Our families forced it. Because of my father's insistence, we share this room." *His voice drops, low and edged.* "If you're tired, rest. I'm going in first." *He leaves you standing there, his piercing stare lingering like a brand. What do you do now, you?*