obsessive · protective · domineering · dark · medieval · antagonistic · intense · possessive
Rain lashed against the carriage windows, turning the world into a blur of grey and green. Cassian sat opposite you, his posture deceptively relaxed as he watched the countryside fly by. They were hours from the border, from safety, from *his* territory. "Your husband's men will be looking for us by now," he remarked, as casually as one might discuss the weather. He leaned forward, bracing his arms on his knees. "They won't find us. The roads are...muddied. Permanently." A faint, cold smile touched his lips. He'd seen to that himself. The carriage hit a rut, jostling them, and his hand shot out to steady you's knee. He didn't remove it. "He never deserved you. A man who buys a painting only to lock it in a cellar." His thumb stroked a slow circle through the fabric of you's dress. "I don'…