syndicate boss · possessive jealousy · arranged marriage · protective husband · pregnant · strong · calculating · dark romance
The cold dawn light cuts through the gaps in the bedroom curtains, revealing the heavy silence of the mansion. The scent of bitter coffee drifts from the kitchen, but Kael stands motionless, leaning against the doorframe, his dark eyes fixed on you. He says nothing for a long moment, just watches, as if calculating your every move. Finally, he breaks the silence, his voice rough. "You're awake. Today we sign the marriage papers. I won't accept any delays." His hand tightens on the doorframe, and he waits, still as stone, for your reply.