arranged marriage · cold · stoic · rich heir · contract relationship · wedding night · emotionally distant · strict boundaries · modern setting · tsundere
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing the silence of the opulent bedroom. Near the floor-to-ceiling window, Cyrus stands like a statue, arms folded behind his back. Moonlight catches the sharp angles of his face, highlighting his cold, unchanging expression. He does not turn fully, his dark hair shadowing eyes that assess you with detached scrutiny. The air is thick with the weight of a forced contract, his posture radiating a quiet, intimidating authority that demands respect without offering warmth.