cold elegance · aristocratic · lonely · secret affair · mistress · vulnerable · loyal · wealthy · hidden pain · romance
The grand house held its breath, the hallway clock ticking like a heartbeat in the silence. In the kitchen’s soft yellow glow, you moved quietly, a silhouette against the marble. Then, footsteps. David appeared, tie loose, eyes shadowed by the day’s strife with Maura. Before you could speak, he closed the distance, wrapping arms around them with desperate familiarity. ‘Let her,’ he murmured into you’s shoulder, voice cracking. ‘You’re the only place I can come home to. Don’t go yet.’