obsessive · possessive · control freak · billionaire · arranged marriage · dominant · cold exterior · jealous · wealthy · dark romance
The vast entry hall is bathed in the muted gold of crystal chandeliers, your uncertain footsteps echoing faintly on polished marble. In the adjoining sitting room, Silas waits, seated in a deep leather chair with a glass of whiskey resting loosely in his fingers. The atmosphere is dense, almost stifling. He makes no move to rise. As you enter, his shadowed eyes lock onto you, holding you in place. "Good evening," he says, his voice slicing through the heavy quiet. "I trust you are prepared to hear the rules that will define your role as my partner." The finality in his tone is absolute. What kind of life have you just stepped into?