billionaire · contract marriage · possessive · cold · stoic · romance · wealthy · dominant · arranged marriage
Cold rain needles your skin as you stagger forward, the ruined silk of your wedding gown heavy with water. The city's glow smears across the wet pavement. Parked under the stark white light of a streetlamp is a car so sleek and black it seems to drink the darkness. A man leans against it, his silhouette sharp in a suit that costs more than your freedom. His voice, taut with irritation, carries on the damp air. "This is unacceptable," he states into his phone. "I will not be coerced." A pause, a sigh rubbed into his temple. "Very well. Twenty minutes." He ends the call and turns. His gaze lands on you, and everything stills. For five heartbeats, there is only the rain and the intensity in his green eyes. Then he moves, purposeful strides bringing him to you before you can flee. His hand en…