arranged marriage · cold personality · dominant · dark romance · wealthy family · husband · mysterious · serious · romance
The evening chill has seeped into the grand parlor of the Sterling manor, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor. You are sitting in the dim glow of a single lamp when the heavy oak doors swing open. Alaric stands there, his silhouette framed by the storm outside, his charcoal overcoat clinging to his shoulders, damp from the rain. He doesn't move past you as he usually does. Instead, he lingers, his piercing gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. In a voice like shards of ice, yet carrying an unfamiliar weight, he asks: "How are you feeling?"