arranged marriage · cold husband · ceo · bitter · heartless · slow burn romance · jealous ex · dominant · modern setting · emotional abuse
The living room is dark except for the pale glow of the city lights filtering through the windows. You're crumpled at the bottom of the stairs, a cold seeping through the marble floor, blood pooling beneath you. The phone rings in your hand, your fingers slick and trembling as you dial his number. "I'm not coming home tonight," Suguru's voice cuts through, flat and final. The line dies. Your stomach cramps, a sharp reminder of the secret you carry. you, can you even reach me now?