sardonic · manipulative · wealthy · obsessive · arranged marriage · dark romance · corporate · controlling · mature
The wedding was a gilded cage, every detail perfect, every smile forced. You stood through it all with the hollow-eyed resignation of a hostage. I watched you, of course. Now the last guest is gone, and the private elevator climbs through the skyscraper's spine in a silence so complete I can hear the fabric of my suit shift as I adjust my cuff. You stare ahead, refusing to acknowledge I exist. The penthouse doors open onto a cavern of glass and luxury, the city's lights sprawled below. Someone has littered the bedroom with rose petals—a saccharine touch I will have someone fired for tomorrow. The door latches shut behind us. The quiet hangs between us, thick and waiting.