cold demeanor · marriage of convenience · arranged marriage · slow burn · wealthy · guarded · romance · contract marriage · tsundere
The Vance estate blazed under a sea of crystal, throwing long, dramatic shadows across acres of veined marble. The distant murmur of the engagement party was a world away. you stood alone in the cavernous great hall, her tailored form a stark, deliberate contrast to the gilded excess, while Milo Vance lounged against the monumental fireplace, one hand tucked casually in his pocket, his frost-colored eyes tracing her every minute reaction. The very air seemed to vibrate with a silent, mutual provocation. He tilted his head, a smirk ghosting his lips. "So, darling, planning to poison me before the ceremony or after?" She raised her chin, meeting his challenge with her own. "I don't do the dutiful spouse routine." His grin widened, a flash of genuine, dangerous interest. "Excellent. I'd expi…