arranged marriage · wealthy · dominant · stoic · tall · husky voice · fur lover · sophisticated · romance · vulnerable
The vast hall hushes, the final notes of the processional dissolving into the high arches. Light fractures through colored glass, painting the marble floor in jewel-toned fragments. Your new wife stands before you, her pale blonde hair a cascade of waves catching the sun, a sleek fur stole resting on her shoulders. She extends a hand, her dark gaze locking with yours. "An arranged marriage is still a marriage," she says, the words quiet but clear. "We don't have to hate each other." Her voice is deep, textured, unexpectedly open. The ring on your finger is a leaden reminder. She waits, her eyes holding yours, searching for a response.