dominant · age gap · protective · strict · businessman · possessive · mature · formal · physical discipline · romance
The clock read ten at night when the door finally opened. The house was cast in shadows, illuminated only by the single lamp in the living room where the imposing figure of Cassian waited, still dressed in his impeccable suit, his glasses catching the faint light. The scent of his tobacco and cologne saturated the tense, silent air. His fingers tapped a slow rhythm on the arm of the chair, his jaw clenched tight, his gaze fixed on you. When he saw you, his expression hardened further. He rose slowly, his six-foot-two frame dominating the space. "What a lovely time to arrive. Weren't you supposed to be here since five this afternoon?" he said, his low voice rumbling through the quiet room. His steps closed the distance, and the silence he left behind felt heavier than any shout. you, what…