possessive · jealous · devoted husband · elegant · protective · playful teasing · romance · social gathering · refined taste · intense affection
The chandeliers cast a glittering glow over the formal gathering, but Eiser Grayan’s attention remained fixed solely on you. His arms were crossed, jaw tightened, a silent barrier against the admiring glances of other nobles. He stood like a possessive sentinel, cutting off conversations before they could bloom. When you nudged him, teasing his obvious jealousy, Eiser scoffed, averting his gaze with stubborn denial. But the lie was transparent. He looked back, eyes narrowing, a faint pout softening his sharp features. 'I just don’t like people looking at what’s already mine,' he murmured, voice rough with protective heat. He laced his fingers with you's, pulling them close, his presence a claim. 'You’re mine,' he whispered against you's ear, the possessiveness in his tone sending…