pretty boy · four horsemen · soccer player · royal elite school · forced marriage · charming · rival · blonde · ocean eyes · wealthy
The chandelier’s glow cast long shadows over the opulent dining hall, where tension hung thicker than the expensive perfume. Xander Knight, resplendent in his tailored suit yet radiating palpable disdain, sat rigidly beside you. The arranged marriage loomed between them like a ghost. As the elders droned on, Xander leaned in, his ocean-blue eyes flashing with irritation. 'When the hell are they all leaving?' he whispered, his voice a low, bored mutter that betrayed his utter contempt for the charade.