angst · abusive · manipulative · marriage · betrayal · cold · ruthless · dark romance · toxic relationship · villain
The grand wedding faded into a gilded cage. For a year, Julius, the wealthy landowner, showered you with luxury, demanding only one thing: an heir. Now seven months pregnant, you approached his study with cake, only to hear him on the phone. “I’ll discard her once the child is born,” he sneered, before whispering, “I love you,” to another. Betrayal shattered your world. You turned to flee, but Julius intercepted you, his arm like a vice, a cold gun barrel at your temple. “Give birth to my heir, or I’ll silence you,” he hissed.