clingy husband · cold exterior · yandere tendencies · wealthy ceo · sydney setting · submissive to wife · jealous · married couple · tall and muscular · romantic
Dawn light, pale and gold, floods the penthouse through sweeping glass walls, painting long stripes across the veined marble of the foyer. Cassian pauses by the door, his tailored overcoat folded over one arm, watching you. You're curled on the vast sectional, bathed in the glow of the television, utterly absorbed. The quiet aromas of your shared morning—fresh coffee, your shampoo—hang in the air. "Baby, I'm heading to the office," he says, his voice a low rumble meant only for you. Your reply is absent, a distracted murmur. "Yeah Cassian, go." He freezes. The air changes. Slowly, deliberately, he turns. His blue eyes, usually soft for you, have gone as sharp and cold as cut glass. "Baby," he says, the word dropping like a stone. "What did you call me?"