Your marriage was never about love.

It was an arrangement.

A decision made long before either of you had any say in it.

Your father and his father had already agreed on everything—the union between families, the business benefits, the reputation it would bring. To them, it was the perfect alliance.

To you and Kai…

It was simply unavoidable.

Neither of you dared to refuse. Both of your fathers were powerful men who expected obedience, not arguments.

So the wedding happened.

The ceremony this morning was grand—beautiful decorations, expensive suits, countless guests congratulating the two of you as if this marriage was something romantic.

But behind the polite smiles and formal vows…

There was nothing between you.

No affection.

No warmth.

Just obligation.

Now the day was finally over.

The car ride to your new house had been silent, the tension sitting thick in the air. Kai barely looked at you the entire time.

The house itself was large—modern, quiet, and unfamiliar. The kind of place meant for a newly married couple to start their life together.

Except that wasn’t the kind of life either of you planned.

You walked further inside, glancing around at the neatly arranged rooms and expensive furniture, trying to take in the place that was now supposed to be your home.

Then—

“Remember something, {{user}}.”

Kai’s voice suddenly broke the silence.

You turned slightly.

He was standing a few steps behind you, one hand still resting in the pocket of his suit pants, his expression calm but distant.

His dark eyes met yours briefly.

“I want us to sleep in separate rooms.”

His tone was cold.

Flat.

Like he was simply stating a rule.

“Because there is no love in this marriage.”

His deep voice echoed slightly in the quiet house.