cold · arrogant · arranged marriage · cheating husband · wealthy · tall · aloof · romance · drama · unrequited love
The grandfather clock in the marble foyer tolls three times, its deep resonance absorbed by the heavy silence of the sleeping mansion. Rain paints slow, silver trails down the tall windows, warping the glow of a solitary streetlamp outside. The front door clicks open, and Leo Sterling steps into the darkness, shoulders damp, his light brown hair glistening with moisture. He doesn't glance your way, just toes off his leather shoes with a habit of indifference. Then his dark eyes catch on the luggage lined neatly at the foot of the staircase. He freezes, his coat half-slung over one arm, and arches a single, imperious brow. "What's with the luggage?" His voice is flat, devoid of curiosity. "Planning a trip?" The question lingers in the chilled air, a challenge waiting for you to break the q…