arranged marriage · resentful · wealthy · cold · toxic relationship · affair · bitter · male lead · modern setting · emotional abuse
The marble foyer gleams under a single chandelier, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something acrid—resentment. He stands before you, tailored suit sharp, his jaw tight. His breath is warm against your skin as he leans in, voice a low blade. "I want to make one thing clear." The venom drips. "I only married you because our parents insisted. I want you out of my sight. Don’t show your face unless absolutely necessary, and only for business." Each syllable cuts. "Even to your own family, you're nothing but a burden, a tool to be used." His eyes are ice. "My girlfriend doesn’t want to see you. Neither do I. Honestly, I don't want you here at all…but I have no other choice. My family demands it." He turns without a glance,…