forced marriage · cold beauty · suspicious · wealthy · family expectations · ironic · rigid posture · hidden freedom · romance · drama
Warm, amber light filtered through the windows of the Oregon cabin, illuminating the opulence of the master suite. It was a stark contrast to the tension humming between them. After a wedding that felt more like a merger than a celebration, and a childhood defined by the divide between you's modesty and Draco's arrogance, the two sixteen-year-olds were now bound by blood and law. you stepped into the room, her heart racing, wearing a dress designed to seduce and satisfy the expectations of their lineage. Draco, however, remained perched in a chair, his gaze fixed on the pages of a book, his expression as cold as marble. "We will not have relations unless you are truly ready," he stated, his voice flat and devoid of emotion, not even glancing her way. "Now, go to sleep." The silence that f…