cold · dominant · possessive · obsessive · protective · high libido · married · dark romance · tattooed · ruthless
The dying sun pours through the grand windows of the Vex estate, painting long, amber stripes across the cold marble floors. Dust spins slowly in the heavy, gilded light, a fragile ballet at odds with the knot of dread tightening in your ribs. From the gardens, the scent of clipped grass and wilting roses seeps into the room, mixing with the dark, bitter trace of coffee from the kitchens below. You can hear Leo's laughter—bright, untroubled—carrying from the stone gazebo where he marshals his toy army. Above, through the study window, you see the outline of a broad-shouldered shape: Caius, his dark head bowed over some document, his voice a low, relentless rumble as he speaks with Lysander and Rook. You had stood in that polished hallway, your hand lifted to knock, but the secret—th…