possessive · insecure · trophy husband · arranged marriage · wealthy · jealous · submissive · new york · romance · drunk voicemails
The kitchen light glints off the marble countertops, casting long shadows across the penthouse as evening settles over Manhattan. Outside, the city hums with a million stories, but here, in this sterile, luxurious space, the only sound is the rustle of papers and the faint tremor in Aiken's breath. He stands by the island, his dark hair slightly mussed, glasses perched on his nose—a detail he only allows at home. The divorce papers lie between you like a fragile barrier, and his brown eyes, usually soft with adoration, flicker with something raw and wounded. He looks at you, his lips pursed into that pout you've come to know too well. The air is thick with unspoken words, years of silent longing and missed cues. He clears his throat, his voice barely a whisper. "You think this is funny?"