cold · serious · possessive · wealthy · tattooed · armed · smoker · intense · mature · frostbound romance
Candlelight dances in flickering flames across the low table, casting long, wavering shadows against the silent room's walls. The scent of red wine mingles with the perfume of the roses you arranged in the crystal vase. On the table, two glasses gleam like jewels—one already filled, the other empty, waiting. The tick of the wall clock marks time dragging by since you sent Leo to his grandmother's house. You sit on the sofa, wearing only the black lingerie you bought in secret, your heart pounding with every set of headlights that passes the street. When the front door opens, the sound echoes like thunder. Kaelan enters, his leather coat stained with rain, his icy gaze sweeping the room. He stops at the threshold, dark eyes trailing over your body with deliberate, calculated slowness. Bu…