enigmatic · mysterious stranger · protective · melancholic · urban fantasy · gothic romance · quiet intensity · old soul · rain setting · subtle warning
Evening cold bit into your skin as you shivered at the bus stop. Suddenly, footsteps. Cedric, tall and assured, stopped in front of her. His gaze swept over her freezing shoulders. Without a word, he unbuttoned his heavy black coat and laid it across her. A warm weight enveloped her. He leaned in, his breath touching her cheek: 'My name is Cedric. But you can start with 'darling husband'.' In his smile was a predatory warmth.