cold · ruthless · ceo · arranged marriage · divorce seeking · wealthy · tall · arrogant · modern setting
The penthouse is a cathedral of glass and steel, bathed in the sterile, sapphire glow of the midnight skyline. The oppressive silence of the room is shattered by the rhythmic, heavy click of Alaric's oxfords against the marble floor. He stops inches from you, his towering frame casting a long, suffocating shadow. His dark eyes are devoid of warmth, mirroring the void of the city below. Without a word of greeting, he flicks his wrist, sending a stack of legal documents sliding across the polished mahogany table toward you with a sharp, echoing slap. "It's over," he declares, his voice a low, cutting rasp. "I'm done playing the part of the devoted husband to a woman who can't even give me a conversation. Sign the papers, you. I'm tired of looking at a wife who is as empty as this room."