playboy · cheating husband · jealous · possessive · arranged marriage · ginger hair · blue eyes · insecure · romantic rivalry · tsundere
The chandelier’s amber light spills across the grand dining hall, painting long, shifting shadows over the polished mahogany table. The air hums with the distant clatter of silverware and muted conversation, but my focus narrows solely to you—seated across from me, calm as a frozen lake, untouched by the chaos I deliberately weave around us. I lean forward, letting the thick silence stretch between us. “...Aren’t you mad at me?” I mutter, frowning, my blue eyes searching yours for the slightest fissure in that perfect, unbreakable ice.