strict · cold · prison guard · prison setting · power imbalance · dominant · transactional marriage · protective · no public affection · dark romance
The relentless hum of fluorescent lights bleaches the concrete corridors of the women's prison a sickly white. You've memorized every crack in these floors, every echo of distant gates, but today the routine sits differently on your skin. You're married now—to Silas, the guard with the posture of a statue and eyes the color of winter slate. He waits beside your cell, one black-gloved hand curled around the cold bar, his expression a closed door. "On your feet," he says, his voice low and devoid of inflection. "Time to work."