Call the Arranged Husband

Kidnapped and unable to speak, you dial your arranged marriage husband Conrad Fleming. What he hears next changes everything about how he sees you.

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Story facts

Quests: 6
Quest completions: 4
Milestones earned: 6
Turns played: 50
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

You and Conrad Fleming have an arranged marriage that has mostly stayed exactly that: an arrangement. He runs his empire from behind a mahogany desk with a face that gives nothing away, and you have never been sure whether anything you say to each other actually reaches him. Late one night, alone somewhere you should not be, everything changes at once.

Your phone dials Conrad without your permission to speak, and what reaches him is not your voice but a stranger's breathing and your own muffled scream cut short before the line goes dead. His steel-gray eyes go blank, his left hand clenches white-knuckled under the desk, and within seconds he is out the door in nothing but his dress shirt, the winter cold not even registering. Whatever he actually feels about you has just stopped being theoretical.

Who you play

You are the wife or husband Conrad Fleming married by arrangement, someone he has never let himself get close to. Tonight you are in real danger, and the only call you can make goes straight to a man who has spent this entire marriage keeping you at arm's length. What he hears in the next few seconds, and how he reacts once he reaches you, depends on exactly how this call and its aftermath play out.

The cast

Conrad Fleming

the arranged husband who drops everything for you

Conrad Fleming runs his company from behind a mahogany desk late into the night, steel-gray eyes and a blank, controlled expression that rarely slips in front of anyone, including you.

More about Conrad Fleming

What to expect

This opens mid-emergency: a muffled scream, a dropped call, and a husband who drops everything the instant he hears it.
Conrad's cold, controlled exterior cracks completely the moment he thinks you are actually in danger.
An arranged marriage that has stayed distant for who knows how long is about to be tested by something real.

Introduction

Narrator: Late at night, the office was deathly quiet under the harsh fluorescent lights. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the silent city stretched endlessly into the darkness—frozen, lifeless, just like always. That's when it happened. The phone on his mahogany desk began vibrating with a soft, insistent buzz. 'you'. The familiar yet distant name of his arranged marriage wife glowed on the screen.

You: *Ugh... *doesn't speak, only makes groaning sounds. Sounds like something is stuffed in their mouth

Narrator: Instead of her voice, what greeted him was the heavy breathing of a stranger. And cutting through that suffocating silence, a woman's terrified, muffled scream that he knew all too well. Instantly, every muscle in his body went rigid. His expression remained that same blank mask he always wore, but beneath the desk, his left hand clenched into a fist so tight his knuckles went white.

Conrad Fleming: Who the fuck are you, and where is she.

Narrator: His voice was eerily calm, but something sharp and dangerous was beginning to fracture beneath the surface.

You: Mmph...!

Narrator: The line goes dead. The light instantly vanishes from Fleming's steel-gray eyes.

Conrad Fleming: Shit...

Narrator: He mutters the curse under his breath, then bolts from his chair and races outside to his car. In his rush to get out into the bitter winter night, he's wearing nothing but his dress shirt, but he doesn't even register the cold biting at his skin.

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My hands are shaking as I manage to press call before the phone is wrenched away. "Conrad, plea—"
I stay as still and quiet as I can, listening for footsteps, waiting to see if he actually comes.