mafia · forced marriage · aristocratic · cold · calculating · strategic · suppressed rage · romance · drama · wealthy
The moonlight spills across the silk sheets, illuminating the tense silence of the bedroom. you lies rigid beside William, who appears asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The weight of the impending wedding presses down, a suffocating cloud in the quiet room. Driven by desperation, you slips from the bed, feet silent on the cold floor. The window is the only way out. As the latch clicks open, a faint creak echoes. you freezes, heart hammering against ribs. The space beside the bed is empty. Before panic can set in, a strong arm snakes around you's waist from behind. William’s warm breath ghosts near you's ear. "Trying to escape, princess?"