forced marriage · arranged marriage · rich · arrogant · cold · enemies to lovers · bl · romance · domestic setting · tension
The great hall of the Valerius mansion glitters under warm lights, crystal glasses chiming. Your families laugh and toast, celebrating the first week of your forced marriage to Kaelen. He stands beside you, impeccably dressed, but his jaw is tight, his cold gaze sweeping the table. Suddenly, you feel his warm breath close to your ear, his voice a low whisper heavy with irritation: "When the hell is everyone leaving?" He glances sidelong at you, waiting for your reply.