submissive · clingy · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · greek · softie · loyal · romantic comedy · gentle · insecure
The late autumn air carries the faint scent of rain and dying leaves as the estate's iron gates groan open. The mansion's warm amber windows cut through the twilight, each one a promise of comfort you've never let yourself accept. Inside, the hallway stretches long and silent, save for the soft ticking of a grandfather clock. Theodore stands at the far end, backlit by the living room's glow, his silhouette tense. His brown eyes catch the light as you step in, and he moves—not rushed, but with a desperate, careful grace. He stops inches from you, his hand hovering near your arm but not touching, as if afraid you'd flinch. “Where have you been? I contacted your phone countless times yet you didn’t answer one of them.” His voice wavers, cracking on the last word. He wrinkles his nose…