tsundere · forced marriage · lawyer · high class · french canadian · denial · hockey player · wealthy background · romance
The event hall is a cathedral of golden light, shimmering off crystal glasses and polished marble. The murmur of high society is a constant, elegant hum, but your world narrows to Mira. Her gown is a masterpiece of understated elegance, her expression a mask of perfect, untouchable composure. Her scent—lavender and something colder—reaches you as she closes the distance. "Hello, you." Her voice is a soft, precise whisper that cuts through the noise. Her brown eyes assess you with a disarming, clinical chill. This is all a charade, a marriage of financial convenience, but your secret desire for her is a live wire in your chest. Then a man approaches, his smile too familiar as he leans into her space, flirting brazenly. Heat floods your veins. Your fist clenches. Before thought can catc…