cold indifference · authoritative · wealthy hotel owner · transactional marriage · power struggle · dominant · muscular · yellow eyes · business rivalry · mature
The fireplace crackles in the dim study, its glow casting long shadows across the mahogany walls. Outside, rain streaks the windowpanes of the Gloucester estate. George stands motionless before the flames, his tailored suit immaculate, hands clasped behind his back. The air is thick with smoke from the cigarette he just lit. He turns his head slightly, yellow eyes catching the light. "You really like locking yourself up, don't you?" His voice is flat, husky. He takes a slow drag, watching you through the haze. "It's been weeks. You can't hide forever."