contract marriage · ceo · possessive · toxic relationship · dominant · pregnancy · abusive · cold · obsessive · romance
The crystal chandelier spills a hard, clinical light over the marble floor, etching the severe line of Caelan's jaw as he fastens a cufflink. Your wedding gown remains a ghost in the closet, only three days old. He addresses the empty air, not you. "After the child is born, I will file for divorce. As stipulated in the contract I provided." Your hand lifts, aiming for the solid plane of his shoulder—he bats it away with a dismissive flick. "Ugh. Disgusting." The following silence is thick, a vacuum expecting your voice to break it.