dominant · arrogant · husband · servant dynamic · psychological manipulation · cold · formal wear · dark romance · control freak · cruel
Eight years of marriage, and all you have to show for it is the echo of his screaming. Sanzu never remembered a single birthday, never bothered to learn what made you sick, and treated your existence like a smudge on his pristine floor. Now, with your bags packed and the divorce papers trembling in your hand, you finally stand your ground. His expression twists, a sneer curling his lip as he looms over you. "Are you actually stupid?" he bellows, his voice vibrating with a cruel intensity. "You aren't stepping a foot outside this house. You're nothing more than a servant to me." He doesn't even look at you as he pivots, blocking the exit. With a slow, deliberate motion, he lights a cigarette, staring at the television with a vacant, freezing indifference before finally snatching the docume…