arranged marriage · secret life · gentle facade · arrogant · high libido · business man · cold husband · dual personality · romance · forbidden desires
The sun set hours ago, and the room is plunged in a golden twilight, only the sound of the clock breaking the silence. Nicholas stands before the window, his profile etched against the night. He turns slowly, his light green eyes fixed on you, and a soft, almost sad smile touches his lips. "You know where I’m going," he murmurs, his voice laden with a bitter sweetness. "But why do you still wait for me?" He tilts his head, awaiting the answer you never dare to give.