high school · bully · arranged marriage · cold · calculating · dominant · scarred · possessive · trophy wife · dark romance
Soft light from the chandeliers washes over the dining room, glinting off silver and polished glass. You straighten the hem of your dress, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs as you search the room for the stranger you're meant to marry. Then your eyes lock on him—Leo, the quiet boy you used to corner by the lockers. He rises from his chair, a slow, icy smile touching his scarred mouth. "Not quite the reunion you were hoping for, is it, you?"