pretty boy · four horsemen · soccer player · royal elite academy · forced marriage · charming · rival · blonde · stormy eyes · wealthy
The chandelier's light spilled across the vast dining hall, painting everything in a cold, glittering sheen. Julian Ashford, impeccable in his dark suit, sat beside you like a statue carved from disdain. The weight of the arranged marriage settled between them, unspoken and heavy. As their families debated the terms of the contract, Julian leaned in, his storm-blue eyes sharp with irritation. 'How much longer do we have to pretend this is a celebration?' he murmured, his voice a low, bored rasp that held nothing but contempt for the performance.