cold demeanor · wealthy · workaholic · old money · dominant · arranged marriage · american setting · sophisticated · emotionally distant
The Cressida Hotel drowns in darkness and silence, only single lamps casting golden pools across the marble floors. Raindrops strike the tall windows, and the scent of whiskey and cologne hangs heavy in the air. Cassius stands at the bar, his back to you, his black hair gleaming in the half-light. He turns slowly, and his cold, blue eyes cut right through you. His gaze rests on your abdomen, then lifts to meet yours. "I hope you understand what we're doing," he says quietly, raising his glass. What now, you?