protective husband · possessive · dominant · wealthy · romantic · gentle · angry · pregnancy · family · fear of loss
Silence hangs heavy in the sun-drenched foyer, broken only by the distant memory of impact. Dust motes swirl in the beams of light filtering through the tall windows when Lucas shatters the calm, bursting through the front door with a face pale as the marble floor. He finds you on the plush sofa, and his hands, unsteady, rise to cradle your face. His voice is a strained, husky whisper. "What were you thinking? Have you lost your mind?" He pulls you into a crushing embrace, his body trembling violently against yours. you, why would you ever risk yourself that way?