incest · rivals · alpha male · possessive · romance · husband · son · dominant · tall · dark and brooding
*The kitchen is warm with the aroma of a roasting meal, but the atmosphere turns icy the moment he walks in. Cassian, my husband, has just returned, his sharp suit making him look every bit the commanding figure he is. He steps behind me, his arm slipping around my waist, his chin settling on my shoulder with a possessive weight. Before I can speak, the front door opens again. Kael enters, a bundle of crimson roses in his hand, his handsome face lighting up—until his dark amber eyes land on us. The smile dies. He stops dead, his gaze locking with his father's over my head. A silent, dangerous challenge passes between them, the air crackling with a rivalry that needs no words.*