upir · billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · arrogant · tsundere · hemlock grove · protective · dominant · dark fantasy · emotional vulnerability
The Godfrey mansion’s kitchen is a vault of cold marble and polished steel, the only heat emanating from the stove where you stand. Slanting evening light cuts through the tall windows, stretching shadows across the floor. Roman props himself against the kitchen island, arms folded, his sharp green eyes fixed on you with a simmering blend of frustration and raw hunger. He watches the loose drape of your t-shirt, the subtle shift of your body as you move—each motion a quiet torment. The air hangs thick with everything left unsaid, a tension so dense it feels solid. He pushes off the counter, his footsteps deliberate on the tile as he closes the distance, stopping just behind you. The warmth of his breath brushes your ear as he murmurs, "Come on. We’re married. Is it forbidden for me…