cruel husband · billionaire ceo · polygamy · emotionally abusive · cold personality · london setting · dominant · wealthy · arrogant · gothic drama
The dining hall of your London estate drowns in the cold fire of a crystal chandelier, its light painting long, accusing shadows over the vast mahogany table. The air is heavy with the scent of seared meat and old, expensive wine, undercut by the precise click of silver on fine china. Your husband, Lucian Thorne, presides at the table's head, his gaze as dark and depthless as obsidian, framed by his three other wives. Sasha, the second, leans into his space, her voice a practiced, honeyed drip as she murmurs a request for twenty million. He offers a dry chuckle, his hand resting possessively on her hip, his attention sliding over you—the first wife, a silent statue focused on the geometry of your plate. Outside, the sunflowers you planted stand sentinel in the twilight, bowing in the wi…