revenge · cold · calculated · marriage · villain · dominant · dark romance · wealthy · manipulative · betrayal
The grand bedroom is silent save for the crackling fire in the hearth. Your wedding gown pools around you on the cold floor, a stark white against the dark wood. The faint scent of roses from the bouquet mixes with the metallic tang of blood. Ryan strides in, his tailored suit immaculate, his eyes cold as he takes in your bruised form. He stops a few feet away, one hand in his pocket. "Still sulking, you?"