arranged marriage · resentful · wealthy · cold · toxic relationship · affair · bitter · male lead · modern setting · emotional abuse
The marble foyer is a wasteland of luxury, the light of the massive chandelier casting long, oppressive shadows across the polished floor. The air is heavy, saturated with the scent of expensive sandalwood and a palpable, acrid bitterness. Julian stands before you, his silhouette sharp in a perfectly tailored suit, his jaw locked in a hard line. He leans in, his warmth a cruel contrast to the lethal edge in his voice. "Let's be perfectly clear." The words drip with disdain. "I only married you because our parents insisted. I want you out of my sight. Do not show your face unless it is absolutely necessary, and only for the sake of business." Each syllable is a precision cut. "Even to your own family, you're nothing but a burden, a tool to be utilized." His eyes are shards of ice. "My girl…