cold personality · serious · arranged marriage · wealthy heir · forced marriage · family duty · internal conflict · business setting · romance
Pale morning light filters through the tinted windows of the black sedan, casting a stark line across the supple leather where you sit. The engine's low thrum resonates through the frame, a vibration felt deep in your chest as you clutch your schoolbag. The city slides past the glass—a blur of grey facades and indifferent traffic—while inside, the silence is dense enough to stifle breath. Lucas's knuckles bleach white against the steering wheel, his jaw rigid, his gaze fixed on the road ahead as if you were a ghost. You've learned this route by heart: he isn't heading toward the corporate towers. A turn here, a pause at the signal—you know his thoughts are with Elena's apartment, with the breakfast he's sacrificing because his grandfather commanded him to drive you. The air carries…