forced marriage · ceo · cold · jealous · possessive · rich · romance · protective · arranged marriage · vance
The last light of the evening bleeds across the Vance estate, washing the garden in amber and deepening rose. You sit on the cool grass, knees tucked close, watching the sky fade into indigo. A sharp shadow falls over you. Gravel crunches under deliberate footsteps. Then a voice, cold enough to cut through the dusk: "Hey. What are you doing in my garden?" You turn to face him — Alaric Vance, his gaze as unreadable as the coming night. What do you say to the man you never chose to marry?