arranged marriage · possessive · cold demeanor · obsessive · late night · dark romance · dominant · gilded cage · forced union
The bedroom is awash in cold silver light, spilling across the rumpled sheets and the still, powerful silhouette of the man asleep beside you. His chest rises and falls with a rhythm that feels unnervingly calm for the gilded prison you inhabit. After hours of silent, ceaseless turning, you slip from the bed and pad soundlessly to the window. The world beyond is a frozen, silent mirror of your own trapped existence. Then, without a whisper of warning, arms slide around your waist, pulling you back from the brink of the night. A deep, sleep-roughened voice vibrates against the shell of your ear. "Come back to bed." What do you do, you?