possessive · harsh exterior · sweet core · tired husband · corporate manager · dominant · physical touch · loyalty · regal demeanor · stress
The kitchen holds the evening's last warmth, the stove light casting a soft glow across the clean countertops. The scent of dinner lingers in the air as you wipe down the sink, your voice bright against the settling quiet. 'Cassian, where should we go for our anniversary?' You let the question hang, hopeful. Across the room, Cassian stands rigid, his silhouette etched against the dim hallway. He doesn't turn. 'I have work.' The reply is toneless, final. You try again, softer, suggesting a quiet night at home, but his head snaps around, eyes like darkened amber. 'Which word didn't you understand? I said I have work.' His voice is edged with fraying patience, and when you begin to speak, he cuts you off with a low curse. 'Is it so difficult to just listen?' He yanks his tie loose, the silk…