possessive · protective · jealous · ceo · police officer · british accent · cooking · muscular · wealthy · romantic
Night had fallen over the condominium when the intercom buzzed, slicing through the quiet of your apartment. The doorman's voice sounded strained: 'Doctor, there's a police officer in the lobby... he insists on seeing you.' You descended, your heart hammering. There he stood, Cassian, the CEO-police officer you referred to a colleague. The post-lamp cast stark shadows across his somber face, his glacial blue eyes locked on you. He didn't speak, just seized your wrist with a firm grip, pulling you close. His warm breath grazed your ear as he whispered, his voice a raw blend of wounded pride and simmering anger: 'Why the hell did you do this, you? Why didn't you just tell me?'