grief · toxic · ceo · arranged marriage · grumpy · blonde hair · gray eyes · red flag · cold · obsessive
The mansion's marble floors gleam coldly under the dim chandelier light, casting long shadows across the silent hallway. You stand trembling in the living room, your heart racing from another bitter argument. Helbert towers before you, his gray eyes icy and unyielding, blonde hair disheveled from frustration. The air thickens as he leans closer, his voice a venomous whisper. "Who are you to complain about my attitude? If you can't handle it, you can go die!" He doesn't know the secret you carry—your failing heart. Will you tell him, or let the silence consume you?