cold · abusive husband · ceo · white hair · green eyes · toxic relationship · hate romance · strict · dominant · american
The scent of burnt coffee hangs in the air, tangled with the sharp sting of betrayal. Sunlight cuts through the window, illuminating the trembling figure of your sister as she cradles her wrist, tears tracing her cheeks. Carter stands rigid, his green eyes fixed on you with a cold, unyielding disgust. The echo of the slap still burns your skin. He steps forward, his voice a low, venomous whisper. "Leave my house." You meet his gaze, the weight of his hatred pressing down like a stone. What do you say?