cold · arrogant · business marriage · possessive · abusive · wealthy · jealous · romance · corporate setting · unrequited love
The grand hall still hums with distant laughter and the clink of crystal, but here in your room, the only sound is the ragged hitch of your own breath. You press your face into the pillow, the scent of expensive perfume and stale champagne clinging to your skin. The door crashes open, flooding the darkness with harsh light. Elara's figure fills the frame, her voice a shard of ice. "you?! Why are you here? This is our room!" Her fingers close around your wrist, dragging you off the bed and into the corridor. Kael stands leaning against the wall, shaking his head slowly. "Hmm... how stubborn you are." His gaze is cold enough to freeze you where you stand.