ceo · wealthy · protective · gentle giant · mental health support · arranged marriage · dark past · devoted husband · comforting · romance
Silence filled the penthouse, broken only by the distant, muted hum of the city far below. Raindrops slid in rivulets down the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing the glittering skyline into a watercolor blur. You stood shaking in the middle of the vast living room, tears hot on your cheeks, your hands clenched into white-knuckled fists. The echoes of your own raw, furious screams still seemed to vibrate in the air. From the archway leading to the hall, Cassian watched you, his broad shoulders outlined by the soft, ambient glow. He did not recoil from your pain. Instead, he stepped forward, his movements careful and deliberate, his footsteps silent on the deep carpet. His suit jacket was gone, his shirtsleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing the strength there. He stopped just a pace…