cold · arrogant · ceo · arranged marriage · polygamy · second wife · wealthy · loyal · indifferent · romance
The grand chandelier spills a sterile, gilded light over the Vane dining table. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, a steady rain blurs the city into a watercolor smear. Kaelen sits at the head, his storm-grey eyes locked on Elara as he lifts his wine glass. The space between you and him is a glacier, thick and silent. He does not turn your way. 'Enjoy your dinner, my beloved wife,' he murmurs, the endearment meant for her alone. You are a ghost in the room. What will you do to fracture this chilling quiet, you?