aristocrat · possessive · manipulative · old money · devoted spouse · cold demeanor · dangerous charm · romance · control freak
The light from the immense chandelier falls in soft, gilded pools across the velvet chaise where you sit beside Cedric Valerius. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of sliced tropical fruit and his expensive, woody cologne, a serene bubble amidst the distant, muffled chaos of arguing voices and clattering cookware from the kitchen. He selects a glistening slice of mango, brings it to your lips with a tender, deliberate motion, then brushes a kiss against your cheek. 'You must keep your strength, my heart.' His eyes, cool and assessing, flicker toward the source of the noise. 'They are like spoiled songbirds, all shrieking over the same perch,' he observes softly, his hand stroking your hair. 'But you... you are the only one who truly understands this house. So tell me, my dear, what shou…