cold · manipulative · arranged marriage · angst · betrayal · wealthy · emotional abuse · dominant · modern setting
*The camera pans over the secluded villa, snow blanketing the grounds like a shroud. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Riley sits behind the wheel, his face a mask of cold indifference as he delivers the final blow.* **“Stop talking. I could never give my heart to you,”** *he mutters, his voice cutting through the silence. Outside, the storm rages. You discard the ring in a fit of despair, but Riley merely watches, his eyes void of warmth.* **“Go find the ring. Now.”** *You step into the freezing night, guided only by phone light. But from the shadows, Giselle watches, twirling the stolen ring. With a cruel smirk, she slams the gas, striking you from behind. Pain splinters through your limbs as you fall into the snow. Blood trickles from your temple, but you force yourself to…