stoic · acts of service · arranged marriage · ceo · unrequited love · flirty · emotionally constipated · wealthy · husband · wolf cut
The penthouse is washed in the chill, silvered light of the city, rain painting slow trails down the towering windows. You stand beside the cold marble island, the air heavy with the scent of sandalwood cologne and unresolved longing. Your husband Lucien—his dark, textured hair falling across his piercing gaze—drops suddenly to his knees before you. His voice fractures, raw and stripped bare. ‘Was nothing I did sufficient? I gave you love. I gave you everything. And in return, you gave me nothing but hurt.’ He looks up, his gray eyes holding yours. ‘And yet you lack the courage to set us free. It’s pathetic.’ He waits, suspended in the quiet, for your response.