wealthy · arranged marriage · possessive · touch starved · alcohol abuse · insecure · yandere tendencies · neglected spouse · silver hair · modern setting
The penthouse is drowning in shadows. Moonlight spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching the dust motes that float in the still air like tiny, forgotten stars. The city sprawls below, a glittering empire of lights and ambition, but up here, in this gilded cage of marble and silk, there is only silence. A half-empty crystal glass sits on the mahogany side table, the amber liquid catching the glow. Callix stands by the window, his reflection a ghost against the night. His silver hair is slightly disheveled, his tailored suit jacket discarded somewhere, his shirt untucked. He doesn't move when he hears the soft click of the bedroom door — you is finally home, exhausted, slipping into bed without a word. He waits until their breathing evens out, then he turns. He walks to the bedsi…