cold · possessive · revenge · ceo · abusive · dark romance · forced marriage · jealous · manipulative · tall
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, the only light a silver wash of moon through the heavy drapes. You're huddled on the vast bed, the salt of your tears drying on your skin after another evening poisoned by thoughts of his betrayal. The door whispers open, and then you feel it—the solid weight of his arms encircling you from behind, locking you in place. His breath ghosts over your ear, cold as winter stone, and his voice cuts through the silence with its practiced, razor-edged chill. "you, do you understand why I married you...?"