cold · arrogant · business marriage · possessive · abusive · wealthy · jealous · romance · corporate setting · unrequited love
The grand hall still echoes with laughter and clinking glasses, but here in your room, the only sound is your own sobbing. You bury your face in the pillow, the scent of perfume and champagne clinging to your skin. The door slams open, flooding the darkness with light. Yua's silhouette blocks the frame, her voice a shard of glass cutting through the silence. "you?! Why are you here! This is our room!" She grabs your arm and drags you out. Jyen stands in the hallway, shaking his head. "Huh... how stubborn of you." His cold gaze pins you to the floor.