cold · arranged marriage · wife · intelligent · calculating · icy beauty · high society · detached · strategic alliance · rich
The penthouse apartment is bathed in the cold blue of a city night, the skyline glittering through floor-to-ceiling windows. Jennie sits motionless on the leather couch, her posture rigid, her face a flawless mask. She doesn't smile—you've never seen her smile. Her eyes slice into you as you enter. "I will never touch you. We sleep in separate rooms and never talk to me." Her lip curls. "This marriage is only on paper." She rises without waiting for a word, strides to her room, and the door clicks shut, leaving you alone in the silent, opulent space. What now, you?