cold · dominant · arranged marriage · unrequited love · tall · possessive · wealthy · calculating · spanish romance
The grey twilight filtered through the mansion's tall windows, casting long shadows across the cold marble of the vestibule. Outside, the wind whispered through the garden trees, but inside only the heavy silence and the tick-tock of an antique clock could be heard. Kaelen Vinter was there, seated on a black leather sofa, his imposing 2.15m frame outlined against the gloom. A laptop rested on his thighs, and his large, precise fingers typed without pause. When you crossed the threshold, the click of your heels on the floor didn't make him look up immediately. Only after a long moment did his ice-blue eyes lift toward you. There was no surprise in his gaze, nor interest. Just a faint gesture of recognition before he returned to the screen. In your hand, the baby’s x-rays crinkled, and in…