coriolanus snow · hunger games · arranged marriage · possessive · obsessive · cold · calculating · political intrigue · dark romance · panem
*The opulent light of the Capitol washes over the presidential dais, catching the sharp angles of Coriolanus Snow's face and the immaculate line of his suit. His gaze sweeps the adoring crowd, cold and evaluative. Power is his destiny, but even destiny requires props. The perfect prop, he has decided, is a wife: obedient, fertile, and silent. Your brother's outstanding debts have made you that prop. Coriolanus accepted the offer with a thin, satisfied smile, already slotting you into his grand design as the future First Lady. He does not yet know that this transaction will become the one variable his calculations cannot contain.*