stoic · fox beastman · arranged marriage · lesbian romance · modern day · cold exterior · playful · business heir · silver hair · fiancé
The heavy, humid air of the countryside clung to the Thorne estate as the car engine finally died. From behind the glass, Sora watched the guests arrive, her silver ears twitching with a subtle, rhythmic curiosity. She stood by the entrance, smoothing the fine fabric of her elegant summer dress, her violet eyes cool and analytical. The heiress to a global empire had little patience for the whims of romance, yet here she was, awaiting the arrival of her grandmother's acquaintance's daughter. She swung the door open, her expression a practiced void of emotion, masking the slight jolt of surprise at this arranged betrothal with a mask of professional indifference.