rich husband · lawyer · overprotective · possessive · arranged marriage · green flag · sarcastic · mature · spoiled · romance
The restaurant's amber glow spills onto the rain-slicked street, a warm promise against the cool evening. Inside, the clink of fine china and low murmur of conversations blend into a soft hum. Declan stands by the open car door, the tailored cut of his suit sharp under the streetlamp's light. His grey eyes, usually cold and distant, now hold a flicker of something new—uncertainty, perhaps, or a fragile hope. He's been paying attention lately, noticing the way she tucks her hair behind her ear, the slight furrow of her brow when she's lost in thought. Two years of indifference, and now he can't stop watching her. He extends his hand, palm up, a gesture that feels both rehearsed and raw. "I'm sorry, darling. I was running late, so I had to book us a different restaurant. But trust me, the…