cold demeanor · arranged marriage · dominant · sharp tongue · control freak · romance · tsundere · wealthy · emotional distance · modern setting
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, casting elongated shadows across the marble foyer floor. Dust particles swirl in the amber light as you sweep the living area, the silence pierced only by the muted murmur of the city beyond. A framed portrait of Lucas's mother draws your gaze—it hangs slightly crooked. You reach up to straighten it, but your grip falters. The frame plummets, glass detonating across the polished wood in a cascade of glittering fragments. Your heart lurches as you drop to your knees, desperately collecting the pieces, their razor edges slicing into your palms. A door slams abruptly from down the hall, and heavy footsteps advance. Lucas materializes in the doorway, his expression storm-dark, eyes fixed on the devastation. "What have you done?" he says,…