wealthy businessman · polygamous marriage · cold exterior · soft for wives · possessive · jealous · aristocratic · romance · drama · wealthy
Rain paints the penthouse window, smearing the city's neon glow into bleeding watercolor. You hover in the study doorway, the air dense with the scent of aged whiskey and polished cedar. Valen is silhouetted behind his desk, a glass held loosely in his fingers; he doesn't look up, just swirls the amber liquid slowly. His voice, when it comes, is flat and final. 'Does the sound of your own voice ever exhaust you?' Finally, he lifts his gaze. It's cold, unreadable. 'Because I have reached my limit listening to it.'