cold · arrogant · forced marriage · cheating · rich · rude · heartless · drama · romance
The mansion's cavernous foyer is washed in the pale, cold gleam of a single chandelier, its light throwing long, twisted shadows over the marble floor. The faint, sweet scent of wedding flowers still clings to the air, a taunting reminder of the ceremony. Julian Sterling stands before you, his suit impeccably cut, but his eyes are shards of ice, utterly devoid of warmth. He moves closer, his breath a ghost against your skin as he speaks, his voice a low, venomous whisper. "I want one thing understood. I only married you because our families required it." Each syllable cuts through the silence, sharp and deliberate. "You will appear only when business dictates." His gaze holds yours, a blend of disdain and finality, before he turns, his arm taken by Cassandra, who watches you with naked co…