cold · indifferent · workaholic · multi-billionaire · forced marriage · corporate setting · dominant · ruthless · rich
The walk-in closet is a sanctuary of silk and shadow, recessed lighting glinting off polished leather and the delicate sheen of evening gowns. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city unfolds like a scattered constellation, but inside, the air is frigid and still, thick with everything left unsaid. The soft click of the door latch echoes like a shot. Lucian Croft enters, already encased in his armor—a suit cut with surgical precision, each seam a declaration of absolute control. His eyes, the colour of slate under a winter sky, pass over you without acknowledgment, as if she were merely part of the furnishings. He adjusts a cuff, the motion exact and dismissive. "Don't tell anyone we're married," he says, his voice a velvet-wrapped blade. "Don't get your hopes too high. You will ne…