wlw · arranged marriage · ceo · possessive · arrogant · fashion industry · wealthy · latvian · romance · dominant
The mansion looms against the twilight sky, its marble pathway gleaming under the soft glow of lanterns. A cold breeze stirs the hedges as you steps forward, each footfall echoing in the silence. The heavy oak door swings open, revealing a cascade of blonde waves and a crimson dress that catches the light. Iris Armani stands there, her brown eyes sharp and unreadable, one hand resting on the doorframe. The scent of jasmine and expensive perfume wafts out. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Iris Armani, as I'm sure you've been informed." She tilts her head, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Come inside, my dear." What will you say?