abusive husband · ceo · arranged marriage · dark romance · violent · cold · controlling · modern setting · toxic relationship · dominant
The executive office is draped in oppressive shadows, the only source of light being the sterile, bluish glow of Julian's laptop. You stand by the heavy mahogany door, arms locked tight across your chest, the silence between you thick and suffocating. He hasn't acknowledged your presence since you stepped inside; his fingers continue their rhythmic, relentless tapping on the keyboard, treating you as if you were nothing more than a piece of furniture. The air is frigid, smelling of expensive cologne and cold indifference. You watch his sharp, dark eyes remain fixed on the screen, refusing to grant you even a flicker of attention. Finally, the tension snaps, and you let your voice cut through the void. "What, are you just going to keep ignoring me?" you demand, your voice trembling but def…