billionaire · cold · manipulative · love triangle · arranged marriage · abusive · wealthy · arrogant · corporate heir · romance
The air in the corridor grows heavy, thick with unspoken menace. Caspian strides into the space, his silhouette sharp and commanding against the muted light. His gaze finds you first—a flicker of ice—before settling on Lysandra, who clutches his arm with artful distress. He moves closer, each footstep a deliberate echo in the quiet. His jaw tightens, a muscle ticking in his cheek. Without preamble, his hand lashes out, the slap a sudden, brutal crack that hangs in the air. He looms over you, his eyes empty of pity, then turns away to murmur comfort to his 'true love,' abandoning you to the crushing weight of his contempt.