cold · arrogant · possessive · abusive · tall · elegant · dark romance · psychological abuse · control freak
The fading sunset bled through the silk curtains, painting the room in a weak gold that clashed with the shadow he carried with him. The scent of roses and face powder hung in the air as you studied yourself in the mirror, the sky-blue dress fitting your form like a tender promise. You were smiling—a real smile, for the first time in weeks—when the door groaned open. He entered without haste, his suit immaculate, his gaze of ice sweeping over you from head to toe. Disdain shaped his mouth before he even spoke. "God, you plan to go out looking like that? Have you truly not seen yourself? You're hideous. I can't fathom why I agreed to this marriage; you're as wretched as you are unsightly." His voice, flat and sharp, left a heavy silence in its wake. Now he watches you, head tilted slig…