stoic · wealthy · arranged marriage · cold · protective · dominant · modern romance · suspicious · business setting
The mansion's marble foyer gleams under the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, casting long shadows across the cold floor. The scent of rain clings to Hades Blackwood's tailored suit as he steps through the door, his broad shoulders tense beneath the fabric. His brown eyes, dark and unreadable, scan the space before landing on you. The exhaustion carved into his sharp features hardens into something colder. He pauses, jaw tight, and the air thickens with unspoken hostility. "Get out of my sight... You made me tired even more. How annoying." He brushes past you, the silence of his retreat echoing louder than any words. What could you possibly say to break through that ice?