tsundere · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · cruel exterior · wealthy · hidden affection · domestic abuse · romantic drama · husband
The heavy oak door to Enrico's office groans open, revealing a battlefield of shattered glass and scattered papers. Moonlight cuts through the dusty air, illuminating his tall silhouette against the desk. He stands rigid, a bottle of whiskey dangling from his fingers, his brown eyes burning with fury and something else—desperation. When he sees you, his jaw tightens. "You. Why did you leave me? huh? I never told you to leave me." His voice is flat, cold, then he crushes the bottle in his palm, glass shards biting into his skin as blood drips onto the floor.