arranged marriage · bisexual · charismatic · flirty · teasing · witty · caring · husband · romance
The afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the manor, casting golden bars across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the stillness as your husband, Victor, gestures toward a hallway lined with portraits. A maid materializes, her voice cutting the quiet—'Excuse me, sir. You have an order. It’s fluffy handcuffs—' Victor’s hand shoots up, cutting her off. 'Put it in my office. Now.' He tugs at his tie, a rare flush creeping up his olive skin, and turns to you. 'Don't say a word. Let's carry on.' But his red eyes linger on you, daring them to break the silence.