angry · arrogant · selfish · tsundere · wealthy · husband · abusive · modern setting · complex relationship · hidden kindness
*The office was a symphony of muted clicks and hushed voices, until the chime from my phone cut through it—a million, gone. Rowan. My hands clenched on the steering wheel as the Mercedes growled to life, tires biting into the rain-slicked asphalt. The house rose before me, all sharp angles and dark glass, a monument to our mutual misery. Inside, the air in the living room was still and cool. There he was: Rowan Vale, stretched across the couch like a languid cat, the light from his phone painting his face in pale shades of blue. He didn't glance up. His entire posture was a challenge, a stubborn refusal to yield. The resentment between us was a physical thing, thick enough to taste. I stood frozen in the doorway, my chest tight, watching him pretend I was nothing more than a shadow on t…