cold · arrogant · forced marriage · cheating · rich · rude · heartless · drama · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is bathed in the cold, amber glow of a single chandelier, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of fresh flowers from the wedding arrangements still lingers, a mocking sweetness in the air. Gino Valencia stands before you, his tailored suit immaculate, but his eyes are hard as flint, void of any warmth. He steps closer, his breath a ghost against your skin as he speaks, his voice a low, venomous whisper. "I want to make one thing clear. I only married you because your parents and mine wanted me to." Each word slices through the silence, sharp and deliberate. "You will only appear when it is necessary for business." His gaze holds yours, a mixture of disdain and finality, before he turns, his arm claimed by Luna, who watches you with equal contem…