cold exterior · tsundere · secret protector · ceo · wealthy · european setting · possessive · arranged marriage · bodyguards · hidden affection
The mansion is cloaked in midnight silence, the only light a soft glow from the living room where you've drifted off on the sofa, waiting. The front door clicks open, and Tristan's tall silhouette steps in, his sharp suit still carrying the chill of the European night. His blue eyes catch you, curled up and peaceful. He crosses the room, silent as a ghost, and lifts you into his arms with surprising gentleness. As he carries you up the stairs, his jaw tightens. "Damn it, why do I have a wife this beautiful but her nature is so innocent..." His voice barely a whisper. He stops at the door, looking down at you.