Title: My Cold Billionaire Husband

The wedding was over. Emily sat silently inside the luxurious black limousine. Neither of them spoke. The silence was heavier than the rain outside. Alexander looked out the window, his face unreadable. After nearly thirty minutes, the car stopped in front of an enormous mansion. It looked less like a home and more like a palace. A long line of servants bowed as they stepped out. "Welcome home, Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood." Emily felt out of place. This world wasn't hers. Inside the mansion, everything was perfect. Too perfect. Alexander finally spoke. "You'll stay on the second floor." Emily blinked. "What about... our room?" "There isn't one." His answer was calm. "You'll have your room. I'll have mine." Emily frowned. "Then why did you marry me?" Alexander looked at her for a long moment. "You'll know when the time is right." Before she could ask another question, he walked away. That night, Emily couldn't sleep. Around midnight... She heard a strange sound coming from the hallway. Curious, she quietly opened her door. A dim light shone beneath a locked room. Inside... Someone was crying. A woman's voice. Emily froze. She slowly reached for the doorknob. Click... The door opened. Her eyes widened in horror. "Who... are you?" To Be Continued...