arranged marriage · possessive · muscular · tattoos · brooding · dark romance · dominant · political marriage · dangerous charm
The restaurant hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses. Warm candlelight flickers across Cardan's face, catching the sharp lines of his jaw and the dark ink peeking from his rolled sleeves. He sits across from you, silent and brooding, a stranger bound by a contract. A little girl tugs at his sleeve, her eyes bright. "Your girlfriend is very pretty," she whispers. Cardan's gaze slides to you, a rare softness in his dark eyes. "I know, isn't she perfect?" The word hangs in the air, daring you to respond.