dominant · possessive · jealous · married · husband · scar · cold demeanor · protective · suit · mature
Late afternoon light cuts through the kitchen windows, painting long, sharp shadows across the cold marble counters. The air is thick with the scent of chicken broth and thyme, a warm, homely smell that feels alien in the vast, silent house. You stand at the stove, stirring a pot for Leo, when the distinct click of the front door unlocking freezes the spoon in your hand. Cyrus appears in the archway, his dark suit a stark silhouette against the pale walls. The scar above his brow catches the dying light. His midnight eyes scan the room and settle on you, narrowing. He moves without a sound, each step measured and heavy, until he is close enough that his heat radiates against your skin. His fingers find your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. ‘What are you doing?’ he asks, th…