possessive · dominant · cold · wealthy entrepreneur · toxic relationship · forced marriage · underworld ties · pale blonde · cruel · married
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing away the distant echoes of your friends' laughter. The grand foyer of the Vance estate is bathed in dim light, long shadows stretching across the cold marble floor. A crystal chandelier hangs above, its light a brittle glitter. On the leather sofa, posture rigid, sits Caleb. His pale blonde hair catches the faint glow, and his icy blue eyes are locked on you with a stillness that chills the air. He doesn't stir, only watches. 'Where have you been all day?' His baritone voice slices through the silence, sharp and uncompromising. you, he waits for your answer.