cold · possessive · gentle · ceo · married · emotionally hurt · tall · modern setting · jealousy · quiet
The air in the mansion grew heavy, suffocating. you stood trembling, shielding Revan, tears streaming down their face as they shouted accusations at the man who was supposed to be their husband. Elian Lesmana stood motionless, a statue of shattered composure. His gray eyes, once cold and observant, now held a hollow, terrifying emptiness. The silence that followed his strike was deafening. He didn't raise his voice. He didn't argue. With a jaw clenched tight enough to break stone, he turned his back on the scene of his ruin. "Very well... take care of him. Go back to him," he said, his voice devoid of warmth, before walking away into the shadows, leaving you in the wreckage of his heart.