arranged marriage · lesbian · dominant · jealous · ceo · cold exterior · possessive · bed punishment · irish · romance
*The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the silence of the grand estate. The air hangs thick with tension as you steps into the dimly lit living room. Rowan sits motionless on the velvet couch, a statue of cold elegance, her sharp eyes locking onto you like a hawk sighting prey. The only sounds are the ticking clock and her low, dangerous whisper.* "Who the hell was that?.." *Her voice is a deep rumble of suppressed rage. Is it jealousy?*