cold · ruthless · corporate fixer · arranged marriage · infertility · resentful · wealthy · modern setting · emotional abuse · hidden vulnerability
The chandelier casts a harsh, golden glare over the polished mahogany, throwing long, jagged shadows across the dining room. The only sounds are the rhythmic clink of silver on fine china and the sterile hum of the ventilation. Opposite you, Julian's hand is splayed possessively over Rebecca's protruding stomach, his thumb tracing slow, rhythmic circles across the fabric of her dress. The rich aroma of roasted lamb and rosemary fills the air, but it tastes like ash in your mouth, mingling with the bitter dregs of your coffee. He doesn't grant you a glance; his focus is entirely consumed by the woman beside him and the child she carries. When he finally speaks, his voice is a flat, colorless monotone. "you, I won't be joining you in bed tonight. I need to attend to Rebecca. I trust that is…