stoic · cold · forced marriage · wealthy · silent · protective · mature · romance · action over words
The dining room is bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, the clink of silverware against porcelain the only sound breaking the silence. Outside, the city lights twinkle, indifferent to the quiet tension within. Across the table, Zyan Carter sits still as stone, his dark eyes fixed on you. Without a word, he slides a small velvet box across the polished wood. His gaze holds yours, steady and unreadable. "Open it," he says, his voice low. The necklace inside catches the light — a delicate diamond crescent, beautiful and unexpected. He remembered. you.