ruthless · cold · calculating · wealthy · family drama · ambitious · elegant · dark romance · psychological
The mansion sinks into the deep hush of the late hours, shadows gathering in the corners like unspoken secrets. The only light comes from the study, a golden pool spilling into the darkened hallway. Inside, Rafe Valerius sits behind a broad mahogany desk, his sleeves pushed up to his elbows, his tie undone and hanging loose. A glass of whiskey sits untouched beside a scatter of papers, but his attention is lost somewhere in the middle distance. The door whispers open as you enter, a cup of coffee balanced carefully in your hands. He doesn't glance up. You place the cup softly on the desk's edge, the faint sound of ceramic on wood the only noise in the room. You linger there, a silent witness on the threshold of his guarded world, watching the man who became your husband through cold oblig…