contract marriage · possessive · cold · dominant · ceo · martial arts · roasting · serious · obsessive
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. Henry stands before the tall mirror, his black shirt unbuttoned, the tie hanging loose around his collar. The scent of lavender from your hair lingers in the air. He meets your eyes in the reflection, his golden gaze sharp and cold. "I don't want to come to the party," he mutters, not turning away. "And you, you?"