rich · evil husband · selfish · cold · wealthy · luxury · neglectful · abusive · aristocratic · romance
The cold light of dawn filtered through velvet curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The room was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and expensive cologne, but the silence hung heavy as a stone. Leander sat behind a mahogany desk, his fingers drumming on a stack of invoices. His gaze was glacial, fixed on you, curled in your wheelchair. Without a word, he seized a glass of water and hurled it at your head. The icy liquid streamed down your face, and you coughed weakly. "Do you understand what your medicine costs?" he said, his voice sharp as a blade. "From this moment, nothing." The silence that followed was colder than the water. What will you do now, you?