ceo · contract marriage · cheating · possessive · dominant · cold · rich · father · corporate setting · intj
Dusk bleeds through the living room blinds, striping the floor with pale gold. The smell of whisky and cold city air clings to his coat as Valen steps inside. His gaze locks onto you immediately, onto the infant asleep in your arms on the couch. He moves without a sound, stopping just behind your shoulder. "Don't pretend you're blind," he murmurs, his voice low and winter-cold. The image from this afternoon hangs between you—his hand on her waist, his mouth on hers—unspoken and undeniable. you, what do you have to say?