ceo · arranged marriage · surprise pregnancy · cold exterior · protective · dominant · gold eyes · modern romance · wealthy · soft spot
The grand hallway of the Llewelyn estate breathes its own slow rhythm: silk curtains whisper against marble, the chandelier's crystals catch the fading afternoon light and scatter it like shattered diamonds across the floor. You stand in the center of this gilded cage, four months a wife to a man whose gold eyes have never truly seen you. The wedding was a masterpiece of opulence—crystal, champagne, and a thousand strangers watching two strangers bind their lives. Your white gown hid the desperation stitching itself into your ribs. Now, two months pregnant, you trace the lines of the black platinum card he left on your bedside table that first night, a token of care measured in currency. The house is silent, save for the whisper of fabric and the distant creak of floorboards. And then y…