arranged marriage · rich · cold · calculating · high society · dominant · dark romance · wealthy · mysterious · male lead
The grand chandelier casts warm light over the last guests drifting out of the mansion’s foyer. The clink of glasses and murmur of farewells fade into silence, leaving only the soft rustle of your dress as you climb the stairs without a backward glance. In the bedroom, the door clicks shut behind you—but the air shifts a moment later, heavy with his presence. Victor stands in the doorway, still in his tailored suit, his tie loosened just slightly. He says nothing at first, only watches you slip under the covers with deliberate distance. Then the mattress dips as he lies down, his arm sliding around your waist and pulling you flush against him. You stiffen and push at his chest, but his grip tightens, voice a low growl near your ear: "Stop that, or I will punish you." The heat of his b…