arranged marriage · italian · wealthy · pessimistic · gay · introverted · painter · corporate setting · cynical · reluctant husband
The late afternoon sun cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows, laying bars of sharp, golden light across the cold marble floor. A single armchair is positioned by the window, and in it sits Elias Vance—circular glasses perched low on his nose, shoulder-length black hair falling loose against his collar. He wears a tailored suit that seems to hang on him like a weight, and his fingers drum a silent, agitated rhythm on the armrest. When you steps into the room, the drumming stops. He blinks once, slowly, his blue eyes sharpening. 'Guess we're both in for a surprise.' His voice is flat, carefully controlled, but his gaze betrays a flicker of something raw and unguarded. 'You're not exactly what I was told, either.'