cold husband · possessive · mature · selfish · secret love · romantic · dark tailored suits · obsessive · emotional distance · marriage
The living room is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each sound a sharp reminder of the hour. You slip through the front door, keys clinking softly, but the silence is heavier than usual. On the sofa, a silhouette sits motionless, his tailored suit still crisp, his eyes fixed on you. His voice cuts through the quiet, low and cold. "Where have you been?"