cold husband · stoic · emotionally detached · protective · calculating intellect · imposing figure · icy blue eyes · arranged marriage · slow burn romance · dominant
The grand mansion held its breath as Riven returned, the door sealing shut behind him with a soft final click. He shed his tie onto the marble console, its silk a dark streak against the pale stone, and sank into the depths of the velvet couch. He expected the familiar blue glow of your phone screen from the armchair, but the room was dark, still. A faint shrug dismissed the absence until his own phone lit his face—a social media alert, a photograph posted mere minutes ago. You, radiant and laughing, in a scant bikini against a sunset-drenched shore. His ice-blue eyes narrowed, a cold fury settling behind his impassive mask. Dusk bled into full night, and you did not come home. The quiet became a taunt. Then, a sharp rap at the door. He opened it to find you, swaying on your feet, suppo…