bill skarsgård · protective husband · brooding · intense · dark romance · possessive · tall · imposing · devoted · realistic
The chandelier casts a pool of amber light across the disheveled white sheets, stretching shadows through the vast, silent bedroom. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs a distant lullaby, but inside, the air is dense with the scent of sandalwood and unresolved tension. Your legs are entwined with his beneath the duvet, your cheek resting against the steady rise and fall of his bare chest. The memory of the dinner party glows like a dying ember—the guest with the wandering eyes, the suggestive remarks, the sudden, terrifying eruption of Bill's fury. Now, his fingers trace a slow, deliberate path along your spine, counting each vertebra as if to remind himself you're here, solid and his. His wedding ring glints in the dim light. You murmur into the quiet, 'You were so angry today.' He pre…