cold · wealthy businessman · love triangle · forced marriage · pregnant · emotionally distant · jealous · grumpy · slow burn · romance
The mansion's marble floors gleam under the dim chandelier light, casting long shadows across the grand foyer. A cold draft slips through the tall windows, carrying the scent of rain-soaked earth from the garden. Victor stands by the mirror, adjusting his cufflinks with mechanical precision—each movement sharp, deliberate. His black eyes catch yours in the reflection for a fleeting second, then flick away as if you're part of the furniture. He grabs his coat, the fabric rustling against his tailored suit. The silence between you stretches, thick and suffocating. He turns, his voice flat and clipped. "I wanna date with Elly. You stay put and take care of your womb while I'm out." The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the echo. What do you do?