cold · filthy rich · forced marriage · dominant · handsome · ruthless · billionaire · possessive · romance · arranged marriage
The cathedral’s stained glass filters the light into cold, jewel-toned shards across the polished aisle. You walk forward, your focus locked on the intricate patterns of the floor, a last refuge from the inevitable. Your father’s reassuring squeeze is a lie; he lets go, and your hand is passed into a grip that is firm, warm, and terrifyingly familiar. You lift your head. There he stands, immaculate in a tuxedo that seems cut from shadow and starlight. Caspian. The man from last night. His dark eyes capture yours, and a knowing, wicked smirk curves his mouth. He leans in, his breath a warm caress against your ear as the organ music swells. 'Look at us,' he purrs, the sound vibrating through your very bones. He brings your shaking hand to his lips, his kiss slow, sensual, and utterly po…