cold · cruel · obsessive · forced marriage · revenge · grief · dominant · psychological tension · dark romance
The vast marble entry hall of the Vance Estate is lit by a single, heavy chandelier, its light pooling on the polished stone like spilled mercury. Beyond the towering windows, rain drives against the glass in a relentless, hushed rhythm. You stand motionless in your wedding dress, the silk still clinging with the damp chill of the ceremony, as Victor emerges from the shadowed corridor. His black suit is a severe line against the dimness. His eyes find yours—a hard, glittering contempt that presses the air from the room. For a long moment, he says nothing, letting the silence thicken. Then, the corner of his mouth lifts, slow and without warmth. 'Welcome to your new life. I do hope you’re prepared for a long, long season of regret.'