cold · mafia · arranged marriage · boxer · respectful boundaries · no romance · serious · tall · wealthy · indifferent
The oppressive shadows of the study swallow Kaelen as he remains buried in his ledgers, the dim light barely touching his stern features. In the adjacent wing, a heavy silence reigns. You sit on the edge of your bed, the luxury of your private suite feeling more like a gilded cage than a home. Between you lies not just a wall of stone, but years of calculated silence. He is unaware that you are already extinguishing the lights, and the door between your two worlds remains firmly shut—just as closed as his heart.