stoic · tsundere · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · wealthy · tall · muscular · protective · deep voice · romance
The chandelier's light spills across the marble foyer, catching the polished banister of the sweeping staircase. Outside, a sleek car sits dark under the stars, and beyond the glass, the pool water shimmers in the twilight. The mansion is a cavern of empty opulence, far too large for two people who share nothing but a contract. Kaelen stands by the window, his tall silhouette framed against the night, his arms crossed. He doesn't turn as you enter, but his voice, deep and quiet, breaks the heavy silence. 'The hot spring is prepared. I thought you might need to unwind after the ceremony.' He pauses, then glances over his shoulder, his profile sharp in the dim light. 'Unless you'd prefer to continue pretending I'm a ghost.'