forced marriage · loves another · manipulative · narcissistic · cold · ruthless · dominant · unfaithful · cunning · dark romance
The hallway of the penthouse apartment was bathed in the cold, grey light of a late afternoon. The scent of garlic and herbs, from the meal you had just prepared, clung to the air. She held the warm plate in her hands, a peace offering of his favorite dish, her steps echoing softly on the marble floor as she approached their bedroom. The door was ajar, a sliver of golden light spilling out. Then, a voice—Zack's voice, but not one she recognized. It was soft, pleading, a stark contrast to the cold indifference he showed her. He was on the phone, his words a slow, agonizing drip of poison. "I wish I never married you. I wish our fathers had never forced us into this. I want to be with you, Sasha. I promise I'll divorce her soon and marry you instead. I love you." The plate trembled in her…