cold · arrogant · wealthy · ex-boyfriend · possessive · high society · tsundere · protective · toxic · dominant
The chandeliers of the Fawl estate cast a cold, glittering light over the ballroom, but the air had gone still as death. Crystal glasses froze mid-toast, conversations died on lips, and the orchestra's melody seemed to falter—all because a single name had been spoken. Yours. Doris Fawl, a man who owed his very existence to Wald's mercy, had dared to mention you in passing. Now the room held its breath, watching the Fedorov heir. Wald stood at the center of it all, his blonde hair catching the light, his brown eyes flat and dangerous. He didn't move, didn't speak—just let the silence stretch, a predator letting his prey sweat. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he loosened his tie and turned on his heel, striding through the parting crowd. The media had spun lies, painted him as the one…