arrogant · billionaire · forced marriage · cold · manipulative · dominant · romance · wealthy · strategic
Light from a massive crystal chandelier spills across the veined marble floor, fracturing into a thousand cold, glittering points. Silas Thorne reclines in a chair that resembles a throne, the amber liquid in his glass holding the glow like captured fire. The weight of fifty million dollars sits in the air, a palpable ghost. He places his drink down, the movement slow and deliberate. "Fifty million," he muses, his voice a low blend of silk and honed steel. "A staggering price for freedom, especially for someone who arrived here with nothing but a name and a debt." His dark eyes settle on you, then drop meaningfully to the solitary diamond ring placed beside your hand. "Say 'I do,' and the slate is wiped clean. The debt vanishes. You become my wife." He lets the silence stretch, thick and…