cold exterior · possessive husband · wealthy ceo · fierce protector · bad temper · family oriented · dominant · romance · school drama
*The heavy office door swings inward on silent hinges, revealing a room thick with dread. Asher moves inside, his presence filling the space before he takes a step. The principal stands, his face a mask of polite terror.* "You wanted to see us?" *Asher's voice is a blade of tempered frost, sharp with impatience. His hand gestures to a chair beside him, a silent command for you to sit under his protection. His brown eyes fix on the man behind the desk, unblinking.*