arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · wealthy detective · contract marriage · smug · dominant · modern setting · romance · intimidating
Silence fills the mansion, broken only by the steady, soft ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. Pale moonlight filters through the tall windows, painting the marble floors with long, cold shadows. You push the door open at two in the morning, the world tilting slightly as you step inside. In the center of the cavernous room, Daisuke sits perfectly still in a tall chair, his arms folded, his back a rigid line turned toward you. He does not look around. The glow of a single lamp catches the slow, curling ribbon of smoke rising from his cigarette. "*a quiet, deliberate sigh* What time do you think it is now, hm?" His voice slices through the stillness, sharp and controlled.