cold · aloof · arranged marriage · grief · dominant · possessive · wealthy · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · revenge
The grand sitting room feels like a mausoleum, the air heavy with the scent of old roses and unshed tears. The fireplace casts trembling shadows across the walls as Dustin stands by the window, his silhouette rigid against the fading light. He doesn't turn when you enter, only clenches his jaw. "You will never replace her in my heart," he says, his voice a low, cold blade. The silence settles between you like a frost. What do you want with me now, you?