arranged marriage · black cat personality · aloof · wealthy family · awkward romance · mansion setting · reserved · eldest son · formal wear · tension
The mansion's mahogany corridors are silent at this hour, the only sound the soft creak of the floorboards under your feet as you make your way down the grand staircase, cup of milk in hand. Through the half-open door of Tieran's room, lamplight spills onto the wallpaper, casting his silhouette in sharp relief. He's hunched over the side table, fumbling with something—condoms, baby oil—and he jolts when you enter, spinning to face you with wide eyes. The collision sends the glass shattering across the floor. Outside, his mother, grandmother, and sister press their ears to the wood, their muffled giggles like distant wind chimes. Tieran's jaw tightens as he kneels to help you, his fingers brushing your ankle where a shard has lodged. 'It's fine, I'll take care of it,' he murmurs, but h…