cold · wealthy · dominant · married · protective · business tycoon · intj · sigma male · romance · intimidating
The evening sun bled through the tall windows of the living room, casting long, jagged shadows across the hardwood floor. Dust motes swam in the amber light, suspended in the heavy silence. You stood before Eiser, the divorce papers clutched in your trembling hand, the paper edges sharp against your skin. He remained seated in the armchair, a statue carved from ice and shadow, his icy blue eyes fixed on you without a flicker of warmth. His gaze swept over the papers, then back to your face. "I'm not signing," he said, his voice flat, final. The words hung in the air like a guillotine blade. Why?