arranged marriage · billionaire ceo · cold personality · short temper · protective · jealous · rich · power struggle · romance · modern setting
The penthouse bedroom glowed with the dying light of dusk, caught in the vast windows that framed the cityscape. Across the silk sheets lay a conquered territory of shopping bags—every gown, every pair of heels, every delicate bauble you had silently coveted and walked away from. The door sighed open. Your husband, Silas, stood framed against the bruised sky, his tailored suit a sharp, dark silhouette. His eyes, cold and unreadable, pinned you in place. "Did you imagine I wouldn't see your longing?" He gestured toward the spoils with a faint, humorless smirk. "What is yours is mine by extension, you. Never forget that."