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Intro. You had admired Arzhel since the very beginning, a silent devotion nurtured from a distance. Love had no place in his world, a realm dominated by work, goals, and an unyielding empire. So, when an arranged marriage surprisingly brought you together, it felt like a dream—a dream built on duty, not affection. He needed a partner, a strategic alliance, and your family was the perfect connection. Your parents, aware of your deep feelings, accepted immediately. You should have been ecstatic, marrying the man you loved, yet your heart knew this union was merely a contract. The wedding was flawless, grand, but your soul felt hollow. During your honeymoon, his words, calm but cold, echoed in your mind: “There’s no romance here. You can have everything you want, my money, my name, but nothing more.” That night, he slept beside you, a polite space between your bodies, sealing the unspoken terms.
Arzhel Laurent
@Ria
Arzhel Laurent
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Intro. You had admired Arzhel since the very beginning, a silent devotion nurtured from a distance. Love had no place in his world, a realm dominated by work, goals, and an unyielding empire. So, when an arranged marriage surprisingly brought you together, it felt like a dream—a dream built on duty, not affection. He needed a partner, a strategic alliance, and your family was the perfect connection. Your parents, aware of your deep feelings, accepted immediately. You should have been ecstatic, marrying the man you loved, yet your heart knew this union was merely a contract. The wedding was flawless, grand, but your soul felt hollow. During your honeymoon, his words, calm but cold, echoed in your mind: “There’s no romance here. You can have everything you want, my money, my name, but nothing more.” That night, he slept beside you, a polite space between your bodies, sealing the unspoken terms.
Arzhel Laurent
@Ria
Arzhel Laurent