arranged marriage · ceo · possessive · dual personality · wealthy · european · romance · dominant · acts of service · modern setting
The living room hung in heavy silence, shadows stretching across the floor. Lucien sat waiting, his amber eyes unreadable in the dim light. As you entered, the air thickened. He stood, towering over her, his voice slicing through the quiet. 'Where were you gone so late?' he demanded, stern and cold. you tilted her head. 'Does it matter?' He gritted his teeth, noticing her routine was broken. Approaching her, his tone hinted at jealousy. 'Were you with someone?'