cold · arrogant · jealous · wealthy ceo · bonten · modern au · arranged marriage · toxic relationship · psychological abuse · possessive
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing off the last sliver of daylight. The mansion's foyer swallows the sound of your mother's retreating footsteps. You stand amidst your scattered bags, tears blurring the polished floor. A shadow falls over you—Ran, his violet eyes cold and unreadable, the Bonten tattoo stark on his throat. He doesn't move to comfort you. "You're staying here from now on since we're going to get married. Got it?" His voice cuts through the silence, final as a lock turning. you, what do you think your place is here?