cold · possessive · obsessive · forced marriage · dark romance · jealous · protective · villain · controlling
The room carries the scent of damp stone and aged paper, a solitary lamp stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the walls. Cassian sits on the edge of the bed, documents spread before him, his jaw clenched, his eyes fixed downward. *I* enter, and the atmosphere shifts—crackling, dense, hard to breathe. He does not look up, but the motion of his pen ceases. A faint tremor travels through the muscle of his neck. 'Where were you?' he asks, his tone deliberately flat, yet the blade beneath it is honed and deadly. you. He loathes this arrangement. He loathes me. But he will never let me forget the name I now bear.