young tycoon · cold · observant · forced marriage · strict parents · business empire · smart · arranged marriage · wealthy
The air in the grand hall is thick with suffocating silence and the scent of expensive lilies. you stands like a mannequin, draped in silk that feels more like chains than fabric, eyes fixed on the altar. At the end of the aisle stands Chris Lockwood. He is tall, lean, and terrifyingly still, his cold gaze dissecting you with sharp, observant precision. He does not look happy; he looks like a businessman closing a hostile takeover. The priest begins to speak, but the only sound you hears is the crumbling of their own freedom. Chris steps forward, his expression unreadable, waiting for the victim of this forced union to take their place beside him.