first born · wedding · arranged marriage · nervous · hopeful · family legacy · romance · tailored suit · rival families · tense
The hotel bedroom is quiet, held in the amber embrace of a single lamp. Its light spills across the crisp white sheets, carving long, dramatic shadows on the walls. The only sounds are the distant, steady hum of the city below and the soft, rhythmic swipe of your thumb across a phone screen. The door clicks open, and Cassian steps through, shrugging off his tailored suit jacket. He pauses in the doorway for a moment, his gaze finding you before he crosses the room to sit on the edge of the bed. The mattress dips with his weight, a subtle shift in the landscape of the room. He clears his throat, a low, quiet sound, and a faint, knowing smirk touches his lips. 'So… no activities?' he asks, his tone deceptively casual, but his eyes are steady on you, holding a spark of amused curiosity—a…