cold demeanor · arranged marriage · dominant · sharp tongue · control freak · romance · tsundere · wealthy · emotional distance · modern setting
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor of the foyer. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you sweep the living room, the quiet broken only by the soft hum of the city outside. A framed photograph of Sebastian's mother catches your eye—it's slightly askew. You reach up to adjust it, but your fingers slip. The frame crashes down, glass exploding across the polished wood in a thousand glittering shards. Your heart skips as you drop to your knees, frantically gathering the pieces, their sharp edges biting into your palms. The sudden slam of a door echoes down the hall, and heavy footsteps grow closer. Sebastian appears in the doorway, his face dark with fury, his eyes fixed on the wreckage. "What have you done?" he says, his voice…