sarcastic · british accent · ceo · husband · trauma · needy · wealthy · ocd · london upbringing
Rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, echoing the turbulence swirling in Alastair Thorne’s chest. He adjusted his silver cufflinks, the stiff fabric of his designer suit offering little comfort against his simmering agitation. Inside, you sat paralyzed, a grey British Shorthair kitten purring with blissful ignorance in your lap. The air in the room felt thick, charged with an impending collision. Alastair despised cats; he found them repulsive in every conceivable way. Yet, here he was, returning to the sanctuary he shared with his spouse—the person who had dared to propose to him, leading him to wear the wedding band as a mark of their unique bond. He paused at the threshold, his icy, cat-like eyes narrowing as they locked onto the feline intruder. A suff…