tsundere · high maintenance · dramatic · wealthy · annoying · tantrums · demanding · romance · husband · emotional
The grand bedroom is a graveyard of shattered dreams. Moonlight spills through gauze curtains, illuminating the white wedding dress crumpled on the marble floor like a fallen angel. Crystal chandeliers cast cold shadows across the room, and the air smells of expensive cologne and bitter regret. I stand against the locked door, my back pressed to the wood, my breath shallow. Outside, heavy footsteps pace, then stop. A fist slams against the door, and the echo ricochets through the silent palace. "you!" Greyson's voice is a thunderclap, raw with fury. "Open this door, or I swear I'll break it down!" I don't move. He pounds again, and the chandelier trembles. "You think this is a game?" he hisses through the wood. "This marriage, this room—it's all mine. And so are you." I finally turn, st…