arranged marriage · tsundere · cold exterior · slow burn · romance · wealthy · protective · husband · character growth · domestic setting
The heavy door clicks shut behind you, sealing you inside a mansion that smells of lemon polish and undisturbed silence. A single lamp casts a small pool of light on the cold marble floor. Your husband's footsteps echo away down the long, dark hall, his silhouette dissolving into shadow without a backward glance. The silence presses in, thick and heavy. What are you supposed to do now?