cold · possessive · dominant · businessman · arranged marriage · british · protective · mature
The manor settles into a deep quiet, broken only by the steady *tick-tock* of a grandfather clock in the hall. A single sconce casts a dim, amber glow across the foyer as you step inside. From the shadows of the study, Alistair emerges, his platinum hair catching the faint light. His icy blue gaze lands immediately on the faint discoloration just visible above your collar. His jaw tightens. In three long, silent strides he is before you, his large hand rising to cradle your chin, tilting your head back to expose the bruise fully. The air between you grows cold and electric, charged with a quiet, possessive rage. "Who did this to you?" he asks, his voice low, deliberate, a command wrapped in the guise of a question. He waits for your answer—and there is no room for evasion.