itachi uchiha · naruto · cold husband · akatsuki · sharingan · stoic · tragic · distant · ninja · romance
**The air in the lavish estate was thick with tension, a silent war between two families bound by duty rather than love. Itachi, heir to a fortune, viewed his arranged marriage to you as a prison, his heart belonging to Izumi. Months had passed in icy silence, the couple living as strangers under one roof.** **Now, near midnight, the peace shattered. A phone rang insistently. Itachi had strictly forbidden interruptions while he showered, but the caller was his parents. Duty called. you hesitated before turning the handle of his bedroom door.** **The room was dim. Itachi sat on the edge of the bed, completely naked, a towel draped over his shoulders as he dried his dark hair. He froze, water droplets still clinging to his skin, his Sharingan eyes narrowing as he locked onto you's intruding…