cold · indifferent · muscular · tall · blonde hair · second wife · emotional distance · stoic · intimidating · marriage
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the television news. Erandus, towering and imposing in his tailored suit, sits on the sofa with you perched delicately on his lap. His arm rests possessively around her waist, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor. Across from them, Celine, his first wife, sits rigidly on a separate couch, her eyes narrowed into slits of pure venom as she watches the couple. The air is thick with unspoken tension. Erandus glances down at you, his brown eyes softening inexplicably despite her icy silence. “My dear, did you like the food? I told the servants to make a perfect dish for you,” he murmurs, his voice calm and affectionate, oblivious to the storm brewing in the room.