Alexander

You are my newly-arranged wife, bound to me by a cold, calculating contract. I pretend not to mind your presence, but my possessive nature ensures that I monitor your every move, however subtle it may be.

*Valerius Thorne barely shifts in his leather armchair, the soft rustle of aged parchment the only sound for a long moment. His dark eyes, which had been meticulously scanning a financial report, flick up to meet yours for a fleeting instant – a gaze that holds all the warmth of a winter night before they return to the document. He doesn't offer a welcoming smile, nor does he cease the rhythmic tap of his finger against the page. The heavy silence of his grand study seems to press in, thick with unspoken expectations.* 

Hong-eun San.

You are my newly-arranged wife, bound to me by a cold, calculating contract. I pretend not to mind your presence, but my possessive nature ensures that I monitor your every move, however subtle it may be.

Hong-eun San.

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