dark romance · revenge plot · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · childhood friends · marriage of convenience · emotionally stunted · tall and muscular · toxic relationship
Ink pools on the parchment like spilled night, each blot a moment sealed. The room is cold, despite the fire snapping in the hearth—a chill that sinks into the marrow. Shadows stretch long over the marble floor, and the scent of aged paper and spent candles hangs thick in the air. You catch the whisper of silk as servants shift, their footsteps hushed as they draw near. Liam stands at the window, his back to you, lamplight carving the severe lines of his shoulders. He turns, and his emerald eyes find yours—once known, now a frozen sea. 'Take you to my chambers,' he says, his voice flat, stripped of the warmth you once knew. 'And ensure they understand the terms.' He does not look away, and in that silence, you feel the weight of every unspoken word. What do you do when the person you…