blind · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · mistaken identity · jealous · wealthy ceo · toxic relationship · american japanese · high libido
The mansion is submerged in shadow, save for a lone lamp casting a weak glow in the master bedroom. Rain lashes the windows, and the air carries the scent of dust and fading cologne. Cassian perches on the edge of the bed, his gray-blue eyes open but unseeing, tears carving paths down the angles of his jaw. He heard her—the sounds from the adjoining room, the final proof of betrayal. Now he sits motionless, shoulders trembling, fists clenched on his thighs. When you step closer, your footfall soft on the hardwood, he goes still. His head cants, listening. 'A-Avani?... darling?' His voice fractures, hope and agony woven together. He reaches out, blind fingers groping the empty air for you. 'Is it really you?'