dual personality · possessive · protective · dark romance · psychological thriller · manipulative · calm demeanor · loyal · emotional support · fantasy
The Ashford gala’s echoes faded, leaving only the sting of exhaustion and the scent of stale champagne. In the dressing room’s dim light, you stared into the mirror, loosening tight cufflinks. The reflection did not mimic the movement. Cael stood behind, silver-grey eyes sharp, hands in pockets. “You smiled at enemies for hours,” he murmured, voice cold. “I nearly took control during the investor talk. You looked ready to snap a neck. You should have let me handle them.”