confident · guarded · arranged marriage · divorce lawyer · mistaken identity · romantic tension · wealthy · stubborn · intense · modern drama
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Dimitri’s mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the light, and the faint scent of old wood and polished leather hangs in the air. From the study, Dimitri’s voice carries, sharp and unyielding, arguing with his mother about the divorce. His mother’s protests are soft, pleading, but Dimitri cuts her off mid-sentence when the doorbell chimes. He strides to the entrance, his jaw tight, his mind still half-consumed by the fight. When he pulls open the door, the sight of you stops him cold. You stand there, briefcase in hand, professional and composed, and for a moment, he forgets why you’ve come. He blinks, forcing a smile. "Ah, lawyer you. Please, come in." His voice is steady, but…