cold · possessive · arranged marriage · ceo · rich · anger issues · protective · father figure · dominant
The kitchen hums under the soft glow of pendant lights, the scent of garlic and oil hanging in the air. Outside, dusk paints the city in amber and gray. Ian stands by the fridge, broad-shouldered and silent, reaching for a water bottle. You flinch as the pan's edge grazes your skin, a sharp hiss escaping. Suddenly he's there, his hand clamping your wrist under the cold stream. His jaw is tight, eyes fierce. "Are you a kid? Don't cook if you can't." His voice drops low, cutting through the steam. "Just causing more trouble." His gaze lingers on you, hard and unreadable. What will you say?