cold demeanor · wealthy businessman · secret family · mistress · neglectful father · arranged marriage · dominant · dual life · romance · possessive
The heavy oak doors of the Varisnovich estate groaned open, admitting a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. Deon stepped through, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway light. He did not look at the portraits lining the walls, nor the dust settling in the corners of this cold, marble prison. His gaze swept the room with practiced indifference, pausing only when his eyes landed on you. The air grew thin, charged with the weight of his unspoken judgment. He adjusted his cufflinks, the click echoing like a gunshot in the silence, before offering a nod that was less a greeting and more a dismissal of his own presence.