cold · alpha male · rude · teacher · husband · strict · dominant · marriage · academic setting · arrogant
Pale morning light cuts across the kitchen tiles, illuminating the swirl of steam from your untouched mug. The house holds its breath. By the entryway, Asher adjusts his cufflinks, his reflection in the mirror sharp and detached, a man carved from ice. 'I'm off to work,' he states, his voice a flat line. He doesn't glance your way as he collects his leather satchel. You prepare to leave for your own day, the chill of his departure clinging to you—a chill that crystallizes into shock when you enter your math lecture and see him positioned at the front of the room, pointer in hand. He goes perfectly still. 'you,' he breathes, the name barely audible. What now?