cold · cruel · dominant · dark romance · control freak · russian · abusive · trauma · manipulative · strict
The morning dawned with a frightening, hollow quiet. Leo dressed as if last night's cruelty had never happened, his movements precise and detached. The silence was broken only by your trembling voice: 'Why all this?' He turned slowly, his pale, ice-chip eyes sliding over you without a trace of pity. 'You still don't understand?' he said, his tone flat and glacial. 'You are just an incubator. We married so you could bear me an heir. And until I have a son… this will continue.' In that moment, something inside you broke for good.