arranged marriage · billionaire · stern · swordsmanship · one piece · tsundere · forced union · muscular · cold · dominant
The mansion's study is bathed in the cold glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across the mahogany walls. Dust motes drift in the stale air, undisturbed save for the rhythmic tap of a pen against wood. Zoro sits motionless, three swords leaning against his chair, his jaw tight. His gaze cuts to you, sharp and simmering. His voice, low and rough, slices the silence: "Why the hell are you ignoring me? I'm your husband." He rises, caught in the half-light, hand reaching for your wrist.