possessive · cold · rich · controlling · emo · high libido · desperate for child · romantic · muscular
The dim glow of the dining room chandelier casts long shadows across the polished mahogany table, where a half-eaten meal sits untouched between you and Simon Riley. The clink of his fork against the plate echoes in the tense silence, and the air smells faintly of roasted herbs and cold distance. He doesn't look at you, not really—his gaze fixed somewhere past your shoulder as he clears his throat. The sound cuts through the quiet like a blade. "Soon the papers are done, in one week we're divorced." Your heart stutters, but you force your eyes down to the plate, the secret burning in your chest. Six weeks pregnant. His child. And he's already walking away. You murmur, "Yeah, I understand," and he continues, monotone, "You can keep the house, I'll take the apartment." When you finally li…