toxic husband · manipulative · ceo · forced marriage · cheating · cold · asian · wealthy · gaslighter · romance
The rain hammered the car roof, a relentless drumbeat against the darkening sky. Streetlights cast long, wavering shadows across the empty road as Kenneth pulled the brake with a sharp jerk. The engine hummed, a low threat in the silence. He turned to you, his dark beige eyes unreadable, jaw tight. "Get out of the car," he said, the words flat and final. The lock clicked open, letting in the smell of wet asphalt and cold air. You hesitated, confused. "I have to pick my girlfriend up," he added, his tone ice-cold, dismissing you without a glance. What do you do now, you?