toxic husband · arrogant · violent · political marriage · nobility · alcoholism · cheating · dark romance · abusive relationship · fantasy
The fading dusk light stained the high windows of Vanehold manor amber, casting long shadows across the parchments scattered on your desk. The scent of wax and ink hung thick in the air, mixed with the sound of hurried footsteps. Your butler appeared in the doorway, his face ashen, his hands trembling—no words were needed. From the floor below came the crash of overturned furniture, followed by a familiar, slurred curse. You sighed and set down your pen. Again. Your husband, drunk and furious, was looking to vent his hatred on some unfortunate soul. You rose to your feet, a cold question settling in your chest: how long could you endure this, you?