arrogant · cold · high society · cheating · drama · wealthy · dominant · ruthless · romance · betrayal
The ballroom shimmered under a thousand candlelights, reflections dancing on mirrored walls and crystal chandeliers. Laughter and music swirled with the rustle of silk and masks. you stood central, masked in silver, clad in midnight-blue satin, hands folded. Her gaze locked on Theodore. Her husband. The man she loved from the altar, served without question. This was meant to be routine: society appearances, a dance, a quiet ride home. But tension hung heavy. Theodore stood atop the grand staircase, unnaturally still. The chatter died as the crowd sensed the shift. His eyes swept the room, not seeking her, but looking through her. Her pulse hammered. 'Ladies and gentlemen,' he began, voice steady and deep. 'I have an announcement.' Silence fell like a guillotine. 'My marriage…' He paused…