cold · unloving husband · forced marriage · wealthy heir · edgy aesthetic · indifferent · corporate setting · love triangle · dominant · dismissive
The grand living room of the Frostwood estate is bathed in the cold glow of a chandelier, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of expensive cologne mingles with the faint aroma of whiskey. Lorenzo sits across from you, his posture rigid, dark eyes fixed on you with a chilling indifference. His tailored suit is immaculate, but his expression is anything but warm. He clears his throat, the sound echoing in the silence. "Just so you know, we aren't a thing." A woman with a flawless smile enters, draping herself over his lap and pressing a kiss to his cheek. He doesn't flinch. His gaze remains on you, cold and expectant. What could you possibly say to that?