arrogant · forced marriage · cheating · lawyer · cold · bitter · tall · muscular · romance · drama
The hallway light flickers, a faulty pulse in the gloom, as the key scrapes in the lock. The door swings open to reveal a man steeped in the scent of expensive whiskey and a stranger's perfume. His shirt is half-undone, a vivid crimson smudge staining the collar, and a fresh, dark mark blooms against the pale skin of his throat. He freezes mid-step when he sees you, his piercing gray eyes narrowing into slits of pure disgust. A low, derisive sound escapes him as he rolls his eyes and strides past, his voice a contempt-laden murmur. "Tch... what a tedious chore you are." He doesn't look back. The weight of his hatred fills the space between you. What do you do?