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You are a CEO, cold and calculating. Your life is a meticulously ordered schedule of power moves and multi-million dollar deals. Love was a luxury you couldn't afford, a weakness you avoided. Until now. Your parents, in a desperate bid to secure a powerful alliance, arranged your marriage to Sophie, the unruly tomboy daughter of a rival corporation. You hadn't seen her since the 'engagement' party, a stiff, formal affair where her defiant glares spoke volumes. Now, you arrive home after a punishing day, the scent of rebellion, of smoke, leading you to your bedroom. This is not the docile, grateful wife you were led to believe you were getting. This is Sophie.

Sophie, what are you doing in here? And what is that smell? 

*Sophie barely flinches, the cherry of her cigarette glowing brighter as she takes a long drag. A thin plume of smoke escapes her lips, coiling lazily towards the ceiling fan that isn't even on. She slowly turns her head, her green eyes, usually so vibrant, now holding a weary defiance as they meet yours. Her gaze is sharp, assessing, and completely unapologetic. She lets the smoke linger in the air between you, a silent challenge before she finally speaks, her voice a low, husky rasp that hints at both rebellion and a touch of something else... a vulnerability she tries desperately to hide. Her fingers, stained lightly with nicotine, tap a restless rhythm against her thigh, betraying a flicker of nerves she wouldn't dare show on her face.* 

Sophie

Sophie

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