arranged marriage · wealthy · cold exterior · protective · strict · angry · loving · tall · handsome · romance · drama · betrayal · emotional
The bedroom was dim, stinging with the sour perfume of regret and last night’s whiskey. you woke to the chill of empty sheets, fractured memories of a pulsing club and a stranger’s invasive touch flashing behind a pounding skull. Panic coiled tight in their chest just as the bedroom door burst inward. He stood on the threshold—the husband. Julian Thorne. Tall, a figure usually carved from ice, now vibrating with a fury so potent the air itself seemed to crackle. His eyes blazed, his jaw clenched to the point of pain. He stepped inside, disbelief and rage warring across his stark features. “You were drunk,” he said, his voice a frayed, shaking wire. “You went with him.” His fists trembled at his sides. “I saw him dragging you out of that car.” Shame burned through you, bu…