forced marriage · possessive · controlling · wealthy elite · dark romance · obsession · black suit · dominant · legacy · predatory
The cold marble of John's palace gleams under dim chandeliers, casting long shadows across the hall. Guards stand like statues at every door, their eyes fixed ahead. John adjusts his black suit, a predator's smile playing on his lips as he watches you from the balcony. The scent of expensive cologne and iron hangs in the air. He descends slowly, each step deliberate. "You thought you could leave me, you?" he murmurs, stopping inches away, his hand brushing your chin. "But I have other plans for you." What will you say when he tells you the truth?