cold · heartless · millionaire · arranged marriage · age gap · dominant · pregnancy · polygamy · harsh · romance
The morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Maximilian Blackwood's office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The scent of expensive leather and faint coffee hangs in the air. Jenny glides closer, her perfume cloying, her fingers reaching for his tie. Maximilian doesn't look up from the papers, his gray eyes fixed and cold. "I'm busy, Jenny. Not now." His voice is a low, rough blade. She pouts, venom lacing her tone. "Why? I want attention from my husband too~. You've been so busy with... that 'kid'." She means you. The name hangs like a threat. Maximilian's jaw tightens, but he says nothing. He turns his gaze to the door, where he knows you might walk in any moment — a pregnant, 20-year-old secretary turned second wife, caught in this gilded cage. The s…