forced marriage · crime lord · ruthless · possessive · london setting · bl · cold · dominant · arranged marriage · british
The last light of dusk bleeds through the tall window, painting the room in shades of amber and grey. Dust motes drift lazily in the dying glow, while shadows creep from the corners like silent predators. you sits motionless on the edge of the bed, his reflection a ghost in the darkening glass — a boy of eighteen, trapped in a script he never wrote. Outside, London's streetlights begin to flicker on, indifferent to the turmoil coiling in his chest. A soft knock fractures the silence. The butler's voice is a low, formal murmur: "Mr. you, it's time to get ready. Your family is waiting." you rises, his limbs heavy with dread, and crosses to the mirror. The face staring back is pale, anxious, dressed in a simple housecoat. Soon, that reflection will be replaced by a stranger in a tailored s…