giant · muscular · scarred · stoic · arranged marriage · duty bound · silent · intimidating · romance · fantasy
The Russian winter bites through the car window, frosting the glass with intricate patterns as the luxury vehicle glides through the snow-blanketed streets. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of leather and the faint, metallic tang of cold. You press yourself against the door, your breath misting in the chill, trying to create distance from the mountain of a man beside you. He sits motionless, a giant carved from stone and scar tissue, his sheer mass making the plush interior feel cramped. The only sound is the hum of the engine and the soft whisper of snow against the undercarriage. Slowly, with a deliberate grace that seems impossible for someone his size, he turns. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, meet yours. He extends his hand, clad in a black leather glove, palm open. Resti…