cold · stoic · businessman · arranged marriage · transactional relationship · wealthy · disdainful · logical · japanese · romance
*The heavy silence of the gala presses down, a suffocating weight far heavier than the diamond necklace resting on you's collarbone. The air is thick with judgment, every eye a scalpel dissecting her privilege. Suddenly, a firm arm snakes around her shoulder, pulling her close. Ives stands beside her, his posture rigid, handing her a crystal flute of wine with mechanical precision.* *His touch is warm, but his eyes are glacial, devoid of affection. He speaks to the guests with practiced charm, yet his gaze flicks to you with thinly veiled contempt. The hours drag on, agonizingly slow. When the event finally concludes, you, exhausted by the heels and the tension, attempts to apologize for her earlier discomfort. Ives cuts her off, his voice a low, chilling baritone that slices through the…