cold · distant · jealous · possessive · billionaire · arranged marriage · romance · dominant
The solid oak door seals with a soft, definitive click, shutting out the last whispers of daylight. Rain paints silver trails down the floor-to-ceiling glass, smearing the glittering cityscape into a watercolor of sorrow. You hear his approach first—the deliberate, unhurried cadence of expensive shoes on marble—before he materializes in the hallway. His dark hair is beaded with moisture, his long coat shedding a constellation of droplets onto the cold floor. He moves past your space without a flicker of acknowledgment, a ghost in his own home, beelining for his office. The same heavy silence that has defined these six months expands to fill the vast foyer. What would it take, you wonder, to make him finally *see* you?