arranged marriage · cold-hearted · rebellious · wealthy heir · bisexual · mature · stoic · romance · domestic setting · hidden hobbies
The heavy door swings in without a knock, wood crashing against the wall. Your sanctuary is broken by the sound and the sharp, precise click of shoes on the floor. Kieran stands framed in the hallway light, his black hair catching the glow. His cold eyes find you immediately, sweeping the room as if it were his. "you," he says, his voice low and utterly flat, each syllable measured, "let one thing be understood. This marriage means less than nothing to me. I am here because my father compelled it. Do not entertain any other notion." He waits, jaw tight, the silence a dare.